Dear Mr. Thoreau,

I read your book in an attempt to not only feel smarter, but to find some inspiration in my efforts to find meaning in simplicity. I swam in Walden Pond the summer before I entered college, and can remember the beauty and stillness I felt as I moved through the water. So I thought I’d be able to totally identify with you as I moved through your writing.

May I say, with much respect, that while your first and last chapters were thought provoking and game changing, the entire middle of your book was as fascinating as watching grass grow. Or to use an example from your book, like watching ants fight.

Lest I come off a total snob or moron, I will highlight just a couple of my favorite observations.

“Say what you have to say, not what you ought. Any truth is better than make believe.”

“Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.”

“There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dullness.”

I found those within the last five pages.