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¨I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary.¨

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¨I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits, unless I spend four hours a day at least—and it is commonly more than that—sauntering through the woods and over the hills and fields, absolutely free from all worldly engagements. You may safely say, A penny for your thoughts, or a thousand pounds.¨

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¨Nature says, -- he is my creature, and maugre Definition all his impertinent griefs, he shall be glad with me. Not the sun or the summer alone, but every hour and season yields its tribute of delight; for every hour and change corresponds to and authorizes a different state of the mind, from breathless noon to grimmest midnight. Nature is a setting that fits equally well a comic or a mourning piece. In good health, the air is a cordial of incredible virtue. ¨

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¨The production of a work of art throws a light upon the mystery of humanity. A work of art is an abstract or epitome of the world. It is the result or expression of nature, in miniature. For, although the works of nature are innumerable and all different, the result or the expression of them all is similar and single. Nature is a sea of forms radically alike and even unique. A leaf, a sun-beam, a landscape, the ocean, make an analogous impression on the mind.¨

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¨Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events. Great men have always done so, and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age, betraying their perception that the absolutely trustworthy was seated at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all their being. ¨

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I have thought of the idea of contributing to the world as well

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I was sad for the kids since they where unable to obtain what they wanted.

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While I'm still both sure what the future will hold for me, I am determined to help all those I can to the best of my ability. Hopefully they will teach help another the same way I have helped them. I hope that this will create a snowball effect making the world a better place.

I hope to one day contribute to the word in a way that will never allow people to forget me. I hope my spirit can be carried on in the hearts of others in whatever job fate has in store for me.I wish to create a force of people with great morals to improve the world and maintain it after I leave this world.

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(Poem) We the mice! We all struggle for the same cheese. Ones one is taken a new one is placed with a different taste. We all hope to obtain the cheese and leave this labyrinth, but only few is taken at a time. As they leave they look down upon the rest, which motivates some to try harder. Yet I am tired of this race. Sometimes I pick up the pace only to be beaten again. One day we say, we will be one of those mice. Yet years have past and we are unsure if we will make it. Some mice give up and lay themselves to rest. Yet one mouse decides to climb over the labyrinth.

That mouse is ridiculed by his friends and family, yet he pays no mind to them. Once he climbs over the wall he realizes that those who have succeeded in obtaining the cheese have merely been placed in another labyrinth with a different kind of cheese. The mouse climbs up to the window and sees a beautiful forest. He urges the rest of the mice to follow, but only three listen to him. He speaks to them and convinces them to flee with him. They jump out the window and find other mice who dared to change. While there they introduce to us all kinds of cheese every shape and color and the mouse´s new friends told him to claim the spoils for himself. But eh mouse rejected the cheese and said this is for we the mice!. We the mice, who dared to do the impossible. We the mice who did what other thought to be insane! We the mice who thought differently that the other mice! This is for we the mice!

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People give up their lives in order to become they they believe to be successful. In my poem this is represented by the mice attempting to get to the cheese which represents both careers and money. This is portrayed as a constant neverending cycle. While the other mice and their escape represent the transcendentalist belief of becoming both self reliant and an independent thinker who break out of society's shackles. This allows them to find the greatest cheese which is happiness.

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Goodness of Man

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People sometimes have a hard time thinking transcendental because technology distracts them.

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Transcendentalist ideas teach people to appreciate life for what it is with is incredible beauty which models itself in transcendental ideas that helped improve their mind set. With this better mindset people are able to contribute to society more actively since they always in the right mindset.