rdfs:comment
| - Walden is a quirky intellectual who finds great wisdom in everything from ancient philosophy to tarot card readings. He has a passionate curiosity about everything and a unique way of looking at the world. Every time he faces a challenge, he tells himself to "think, think, think!"
- Szeregowy Walden – żołnierz US Army Rangers w Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.
- Walden is a minor Character in Kingdom Under Fire The Crusaders and in Heroes. He is a knight and leads spearmen. He seem jealous of Gerald however later on in the game he gives Gerald some good infomation. Gerald can also get infomation of off Walden by going to the gate sometimes after a mission where is would appear Walden hangs. Before the mission where you fight Regnier as Gerald, before you go to the castle, select the main gate and Walden will tell you some stuff about Regnier. Walden dies after saving the king, this makes people think that he wasn't bad after all.
- Start from scratch. Live simply in tune with nature and the passing seasons. Fish, hunt and gather fruit. To live differently, Walden gave up his car, apartment, furniture and TV and moved into a little hut on the edge of the waste ground the Roots use as their HQ.
- Walden est un Collectionneur de Graines surnaturelles qui se trouve dans le village d'Ashford au Comté du Lac.
- Private Walden is a US Army Ranger in the game Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.
- Walden is by Henry David Thoreau. It tells about the time he spent living by Walden Pond. Copyright 1854. Now in the public domain.
- Walden is one of the four main protagonists of the show, Wow! Wow! Wubbzy!. He is best friends with Wubbzy, Widget, and Daizy. He is normally seen reading a book.
- 2 [4]: Hollowell farm lied about two miles from the hem, half a mile from the nearest neighbour, and was cut off from the highway by a broad field; its bounding on the rith kept away fogs from frosts in the spring; there was a grey hue and worn down fettle of the house and barn, with run down hedges, which put such a gap between me and the last owner; the hollow and lungwort-healed apple trees, nawed by rabbits: and the eftminding I had of it from my earliest farings up the rith, when the house was hidden behind a thurse grove of red maples. I was yearning to buy it, before the owner came over getting out some rocks, cutting down the hollow apple trees, and grubbing up some young birches which had sprung up in the grazing, and other siferings. I felt reened to take it on; like Atlas, to ta
|