There can be no black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of nature and
has his own senses still.
-- Thoreau
Related:
In the midst of this chopping sea of civilized life uch are the clouds
and storms and quicksands and thousand-and-one items to be allowed for,
that a man has to live, if he would not founder and go to the bottom and
not make his port at all, by dead reckoning, and he must be a great
calculator indeed who succeeds....