My compassion for Thoreau expanded page by page as I read. I love the man, the good, the bad, and the indifferent. Isn’t that true of all of us humans? We have our admirable parts, as well as those dark places we want to hide, at least those we know about or to which we are indifferent.
Thoreau kept detailed journals most of his life. Thankfully we are the privy to them through his published writings: Walden, A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers, The Maine Woods, and Civil Disobedience.
I loved this book because I felt I was talking with Henry as we walked along. We had much in common.