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Walden
by Henry David Thoreau
This book belies rating, the first task I am given in this review.
It has been so long since I began the mammoth task that I have forgotten the beginning and I didn't read it as well as I could have but I will not ever go back and read it again. To this purpose I have made highlights and notes as I went through, to be able to remember what I want to and say what I thought and I daresay they will be a better "review" than this will be.
Such an odd humoured sort of book, the author does whatever he likes in the writing of it. In one sentence he says one things and in the next he says another and the one after that he explains the contradiction and puts the world back where it was to start with.
His general philosophy seems to be, and I am just one interpreter, that social conventions are rubbish and one must do as he wants but it is best to be a broad minded individual.
He seems to almost despise the general riff-raff of humanity but holds others who can converse and think on high regard, and still others as riveting specimens.
I feel that I simply don't think the same as he, so cannot fully appreciate his views, but the manner in which they are put across, yes. And what I'm saying probably doesn't make much sense.
The general descriptions of place, nature and living in it, being as what I first heard of about this book, were good. And the philosophy woven through these descriptions, interesting. But the nature etc will not be what I remember most from this book.
I think he would have been an interesting person to have met and talked to, I wonder, or doubt, whether he would have also found me as interesting. And I find I don't mind.
It has been so long since I began the mammoth task that I have forgotten the beginning and I didn't read it as well as I could have but I will not ever go back and read it again. To this purpose I have made highlights and notes as I went through, to be able to remember what I want to and say what I thought and I daresay they will be a better "review" than this will be.
Such an odd humoured sort of book, the author does whatever he likes in the writing of it. In one sentence he says one things and in the next he says another and the one after that he explains the contradiction and puts the world back where it was to start with.
His general philosophy seems to be, and I am just one interpreter, that social conventions are rubbish and one must do as he wants but it is best to be a broad minded individual.
He seems to almost despise the general riff-raff of humanity but holds others who can converse and think on high regard, and still others as riveting specimens.
I feel that I simply don't think the same as he, so cannot fully appreciate his views, but the manner in which they are put across, yes. And what I'm saying probably doesn't make much sense.
The general descriptions of place, nature and living in it, being as what I first heard of about this book, were good. And the philosophy woven through these descriptions, interesting. But the nature etc will not be what I remember most from this book.
I think he would have been an interesting person to have met and talked to, I wonder, or doubt, whether he would have also found me as interesting. And I find I don't mind.