Welp, I only read one book in January, but it sure was a doozy.
Without further ado...
Walden by Henry David Thoreau:
Henry David Thoreau builds a cabin in the forest, on the edge of Walden pond and lives there for 2 years, 2 months and 2 days. End of story.
Really that is the plot.
If you're reading this looking for wizards, kings or vampire/werewolf love stories this is definitely not it.
However, if you are looking to grow as an individual, to realize how truly little that you or I actually need, or how much more to life there is than obtaining money for money's sake, then this is the book for you.
While he is in the woods, he does a bit of farming, and a whole lot of ranting. I didn't comprehend some of the ranting the first time... or the second... or the third time. Some re-reading of sentences were definitely called for.
Among the various rants, there are gems of one-liners. Some people would suggest just reading the cliff notes or searching for those quotes elsewhere.
I am not one of those people.
I feel like the noisiness of the ranting just adds to the profoundness of the one-liners, just as the white space on a painting adds to the profoundness of the non-whitespace.
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