I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else
whom I knew as well
Eschewing a conventional residence and lifestyle, Thoreau set up home in
the woods on the shore of Walden Pond in Massachusetts, a mile from his
nearest neighbor, and earned his living by labor of his own hands. Most
people, he says are so occupied with the factitious care and toils of
life that its finer fruits remain unplucked. So he went to Walden in an
attempt to find, in the seemingly simple routines of life stripped to
its essentials, the shape beneath what is apparently chaotic.
Walden describes Thoreau's domestic economy, the wildlife, the few
visitors to his remote wooden hut, and his reflections on the quality of
human life in age of growing materialism and of prevailing work ethic.
It has become poignant critique of the values of Thoreau's society which
retains its relevance and extraordinary power today.
A comprehensive paper edition, with an introduction and chronology of
Thoreau's life and times