A million dollar house can serve the same purpose as a shanty in the woods. In Economy, Thoreau questions what has become of the simple act of building a dwelling. Starting as just a roof to keep the elements away, houses have become status symbols. They are places of unneeded luxury and comfort. Something everybody wants. A particular text really emphasized on this. Unlike others, Thoreau has experienced the 'true' way of living. Using his shelter for sleeping, and spending his time outdoors. He says that he rather have solitude under sub par conditions then be shoved into an overly crowded luxurious place.
I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. I would rather ride on earth in an ox cart, with a free circulation, than go to heaven in the fancy car of an excursion train and breathe a malaria all the way.