Being a lover of solitude I went to live in the country seventeen miles from Boston…
Being a lover of solitude I went to live in the country seventeen miles from Boston, & there the northwest wind with all his snows took me in charge & defended me from all company in winter, & the hills & sand-banks that intervened between me & the city, kept guard in summer.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Journals and Miscellaneous Notebooks 5:283
