1854 HDT
"The winter, cold and bound out as it is, is thrown to us like a bone to a famishing dog, and we are expected to get the marrow out of it....Some desert the field and go into winter quarters in the city.
But the winter was not given to us for no purpose. We are tasked to find out and appropriate all the nutriment it yields. If it is a cold and hard season, its fruit, no doubt, is more concentrated and nutty.
The seasons were not made in vain. Because the fruits of the earth are already ripe, we are not to suppose that there is no fruit left for winter to ripen. It is for man the seasons and all their fruits exist. The winter was made to concentrate and harden and mature the kernel of his brain, to give tone and firmness and consistency to his thought. Then is the greatest harvest of the year, the harvest of thought."
This is one of my favorite entries into his journal. I love the power of his convictions in this. the beginning is so strong and definite and carries it's weight all the way through. I have read this one over and over. It really affects me and has new meaning with each reading.
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