January 29, 1841

in Thoreau’s Journal:

Men lie behind the barrier of a relation as effectually concealed as the landscape by a mist; and when at length some unforeseen accident throws me into a new attitude toward them, I am astounded as if for the first time I saw the sun on the hillside.

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Of all strange and unaccountable things this journalizing is the strangest.  It will allow nothing to be predicted of it.

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