Henry David Thoreau
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I respect not his labors, his farm where everything has its price, who would carry the landscape, who would carry his God, to market, if he could get anything for him; who goes to market for his god as it is; on whose farm nothing grows free, whose fields bear no crops, whose meadows no flowers, whose trees no fruits, but dollars. ✨ Henry David Thoreau (2012). The Portable Thoreau, p.261, Penguin

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