Henry David Thoreau Body Quotations

Good for the body is the work of the body, good for the soul is the work of the soul, and good for either is the work of the other.

The eye is the jewel of the body.

Good for the body is the work of the body, good for the soul the work of the soul, and good for either the work of the other.

I stand in awe of my body.

Every day our garments become more assimilated to ourselves, receiving the impress of the wearer's character, until we hesitate tolay them aside without such delay and medical appliances and some such solemnity even as our bodies.

How prompt we are to satisfy the hunger and thirst of our bodies; how slow to satisfy the hunger and thirst of our souls!

The body can feed the body only.

You must ascend a mountain to learn your relation to matter, and so to your own body, for it is at home there, though you are not.

What is man but a mass of thawing clay?

Who knows what the human body would expand and flow out to under a more genial heaven?

You must converse much with the field and the woods if you would imbibe such health into your mind and spirit as you covet for your body

This is a delicious evening, when the whole body is one sense, and imbibes delight through every pore.

But what is quackery? It is commonly an attempt to cure the diseases of a man by addressing his body alone. There is need of a physician who shall minister to both soul and body at once, that is, to man. Now he falls between two stools.

The mass of men serve the state thus, not as men mainly, but as machines, with their bodies.

My facts shall be falsehoods to the common sense. I would so state facts that they shall be significant, shall be myths or mythologic. Facts which the mind perceived, thoughts which the body thought - with these I deal.

I would remind my countrymen, that they are to be men first, and Americans only at a late and convenient hour. No matter how valuable law may be to protect your property, even to keep soul and body together, if it do not keep you and humanity together.

The very thrills of genius are disorganizing. The body is never quite acclimated to its atmosphere, but how often, succumbs and goes into a decline.

The earth I tread on is not a dead inert mass. It is a body, has a spirit; is organic and fluid to the influence of its spirit and to whatever particle of the spirit is in me.