Quotation by Henry David Thoreau

You may rely on it that you have the best of me in my books, and that I am not worth seeing personally, the stuttering, blundering clod-hopper that I am. Even poetry, you know, is in one sense an infinite brag and exaggeration. Not that I do not stand on all that I have written,—but what am I to the truth I feebly utter?
Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Letter, February 10, 1856, to Calvin H. Greene, in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 6, p. 410, Houghton Mifflin (1906).
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