Silence is the communing of a conscious soul with itself.
If the soul attends for a moment to its own infinity, then and there is silence.
She is audible to all men, at all times, in all places,
and if we will we may always hearken to her admonitions.
~ Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
from Thoreau and the Art of Life
art by Roderick Maclver
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