Arts & Culture Last February, I picked up Walden on a Saturday morning and hoped to get through the first chapter. But by evening, I had not started any work, had not eaten and had torn halfway through the book. On my walk back from the library, I felt that I was holding something sacred in my bag. I’m not sure how philosophy usually impacts the reader, but to say that Thoreau’s words had altered my normal ability to function would be a drastic understatement.