I have been meaning to read Henry David Thoreau for quite a while. I was struck by the vivid and romantic way that life on Walden Pond was described. To be honest, I was expecting a lot more rational philosophy to be expounded here, but instead I found a poetic and rapturous account of a life (or at least 2 years) lived intentionally. For most of the book I was on the fence, as HDT said many things that I felt were unfair, exaggerative, and even just silly given historical context. But ultimately, I can see his point. He redeemed the work through his conclusion, I think, where he writes that not everyone must shun all of society and go to live in the woods, but you must live intentionally, you must attempt to disregard things which have no natural value, you must try to see things simpler and clearer. So I take away from this a certain sense of minimalism as important. I really enjoyed reading Walden, but at times it was a little bit tiring, like hearing him explain how he measured the depth of the pond, and his half-cocked theories about the world he extrapolated from that. Like seriously, there was 10 pages straight where he compared the purity of ice from his pond to other ponds. But with all that being said, the message truly stands, and Walden is worthy of reading because we really have strayed so far from its message. If what he preaches seems impossible in our time, I say that it is less impossible, and more improbable. By no means does a way of life being improbable, or unconventional, limit its validity or beauty.
I have my highlights posted here for anyone curious about what struck me most.