Ah, Thoreau... he had some good ones. Henry David Thoreau walks into a bar. The bartender says we don't serve your kind here! Thoreau replies, Walden. I'll see myself out.
"If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence. As it is, the quickest of us walk about well wadded with stupidity." George Eliot, Middlemarch.