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15 discoveries later

Which one keeps calling?

Choose a stream to follow and continue in Read, or shuffle the shelves for another flight.
  1. The Prophet

    They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself—how can what comes through you never truly belong to you?
    Kahlil Gibran
  2. The Prophet

    Religion is not only deeds and thought but the surprise that springs in the soul while hands work—where do you find that wonder?
    Kahlil Gibran
  3. The Prophet

    Children's laughter reached my silence like running streams—what keeps their song alive when we grow still?
    Kahlil Gibran
  4. The Yellow Wallpaper

    I peeled off the paper; the pattern seems to enjoy it—strangled heads and bulbous eyes shriek with derision.
    Gilman, Charlotte Perkins
  5. The Prophet

    In the dew of little things your heart finds morning—what do your words do to that dawn?
    Kahlil Gibran
  6. The Prophet

    To judge yourself by failure is to blame the seasons—can you force the ocean's tide?
    Kahlil Gibran
  7. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    A sunlit chip‑pile became an Austerlitz of ants — what makes tiny fighters match human ferocity?
    Thoreau, Henry David
  8. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    I was not born to be forced — why surrender your conscience to a machine that rules by strength?
    Thoreau, Henry David
  9. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    The village is a great news‑room where men sit like prairie dogs, running the social gantlet of gossip.
    Thoreau, Henry David
  10. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    The iron horse snorts like thunder, steam unfurling like a banner—what if that force served noble ends instead of vanity?
    Thoreau, Henry David
  11. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    I met my yearly needs with six weeks' labor—so why do so many spend decades chasing a 'good business'?
    Thoreau, Henry David
  12. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    A faint jerk on the midnight line can yank you from cosmogony into a wriggling fish—what links your vast thoughts back to the pond?
    Thoreau, Henry David
  13. Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience

    You are sculpting a temple with your flesh—nobleness refines your face; meanness imbrutes it—what god are you building for?
    Thoreau, Henry David
  14. The Odyssey

    He rolled the stone away as if clapping a quiver's lid, then ate two of my men—could I find a way to take revenge?
    Homer
  15. The Odyssey

    Tell us where you've wandered—and why the sight of the Danaans' homecoming pains you so.
    Homer