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Thus I set my printless feet O'er the cowslip's velvet head, That bends not as I tread.
-- John Milton
Thus I set my printless feet O'er the cowslip's velvet head, That bends not as I tread.
-- John Milton
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
-- Walt Whitman
Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
-- Walt Whitman
Damn all expurgated books; the dirtiest book of all is the expurgated book.
-- Walt Whitman
Each of us inevitable; Each of us limitless - each of us with his or her right upon the earth; Each of us allowed the eternal purports of the earth; Each of us here as divinely as any is here. -Walt Whitman.
-- Walt Whitman
I accept reality and dare not question it.
-- Walt Whitman
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
-- Walt Whitman
In the faces of men and women I see God.
-- Walt Whitman
In the faces of men and women I see God.
-- Walt Whitman
Lo! body and soul!--this land! Mighty Manhattan, with spires, and The sparkling and hurrying tides, and the ships; The varied and ample land,--the South And the North in the light--Ohio's shores, and flashing Missouri, And ever the far-spreading prairies, covered with grass and corn. - Walt Whitman,
-- Walt Whitman
Love the earth and sun and animals, Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, Stand up for the stupid and crazy, Devote your income and labor to others ... And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
-- Walt Whitman
Many a good man I have seen go under.
-- Walt Whitman
Nothing endures but personal qualities.
-- Walt Whitman
Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
-- Walt Whitman
Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.
-- Walt Whitman
On the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky. Up through the darkness, While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading, Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the sky, Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east, Ascends large and calm the lord-star Jupiter, And nigh at hand, only a very little above, Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades. From the beach the child holding the hand of her father, Those burial-clouds that lower victorious soon to devour all, Watching, silently weeps. Weep not, child, Weep not, my darling, With these kisses let me remove your tears, The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious, They shall not long possess the sky, they devour the stars only in apparition, Jupiter shall emerge, be patient, watch again another night, the Pleiades shall emerge, They are immortal, all those stars both silvery and golden shall shine out again, The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again, they endure, The vast immortal suns and the long-enduring pensive moons shall again shine. Then dearest child mournest thou only for jupiter? Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars? Something there is, (With my lips soothing thee, adding I whisper, I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,) Something there is more immortal even than the stars, (Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,) Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous Jupiter Longer than sun or any revolving satellite, Or the radiant sisters the Pleiades.
-- Walt Whitman
Other lands have their vitality in a few, a class, but we have it in the bulk of our people.
-- Walt Whitman
Re-examine all you have been told . . . Dismiss what insults your Soul. -Walt Whitman.
-- Walt Whitman
Simplicity is the glory of expression.
-- Walt Whitman
The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.
-- Walt Whitman
The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.
-- Walt Whitman