This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best. Night, sleep, and the stars. -- Walt Whitman

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Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you? -- Walt Whitman

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Resist much, obey little. -- Walt Whitman

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Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. -- Walt Whitman

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I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. --

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These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me. -- Walt Whitman

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All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. -- Walt Whitman

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Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling. -- Walt Whitman

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Long enough have you dream’d contemptible dreams, Now I wash the gum from your eyes, You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life. -- Walt Whitman

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Do you take it I would astonish? Does the daylight astonish? does the early red start twittering through the woods? Do I astonish more than they? -- Walt Whitman

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