I have heard of a man lost in the woods and dying of famine and exhaustion at the foot of a tree, whose loneliness was relieved by the grotesque visions with which, owing to bodily weakness, his diseased imagination surrounded him, and which he believed to be real. So also, we may be continually cheered by a like but more normal and natural society, and come to know we are never alone.
From Walden
Walden, or, Life in the Woods
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