Quotes from Walt Whitman

I am he who walks the States with a barb'd tongue, questioning every one I meet

What cities the light or warmth penetrates I penetrate those cities myself, All islands to which birds wing their way I wing my way myself.

In all people I see myself, none more and not one barley-corn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.

To touch my person to some one else's is about as much as I can stand

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.

is that the President? Then I will sleep awhile yet, for I see that these States sleep

What ever satisfies the soul is truth.

Shake out carols! Solitary here, the night's carols! Carols of lonesome love! death's carols! Carols under that lagging, yellow, waning moon! O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea! O reckless despairing carols.

Lo, the unbounded sea,   On its breast a ship starting, spreading all sails, carrying even       her moonsails.   The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately—       below emulous waves press forward,   They surround the ship with shining curving motions and foam.         I

Ah the dead to me mar not, they fit well in Nature, They fit very well in the landscape under the trees and grass, And along the edge of the sky in the horizon's far margin.

Remember, fear not, be candid, promulge the body and the soul, Dwell a while and pass on, be copious, temperate, chaste, magnetic, And what you effuse may then return as the seasons return, And may be just as much as the seasons.

The law of the past can't be eluded, The law of the present and future cannot be eluded, The law of the living cannot be eluded