I wanted to live deep

Dead Poets Society: Poetry
Excerpt from Walden - Henry David Thoreau
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear, nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange uncertainty about it, whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat hastily concluded that it is the chief end of man here to "glorify God and enjoy him forever."

Da jeg læste dette uddrag i romanen "Dead Poets society", rørte det mig dybt. Jeg prøvede at lære passager udenad, så jeg altid kunne bringe det frem i mine tanker. Så en tanke, høst en handling.
Nogle gange drømmer jeg om, at lægge alt det trygge liv fra mig og bare rejse ud og opleve verden med min lille familie. Det er det, jeg ville gøre, hvis jeg vidste, at jeg snart skulle dø. Så ville jeg suge til mig af verdens natur og fæstne mine børn og mands ansigter så kraftigt i mit sind, at de aldrig kunne forsvinde.