O lands! O all so dear to me - what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Comrade, I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think there is… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“The American bards shall be marked for generosity and affection and for encouraging competitors… . The great poets are also to be… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“I swear I will never mention love or death inside a house, And I swear I never will translate myself at all,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Camerado, I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“the swarms of cringers, suckers, doughfaces, lice of politics, planners of sly involutions for their own preferment to city offices or state… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I am an acme of things accomplished, and I an encloser of things to be. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Day by day and night by night we were together - all else has long been forgotten by me. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Trippers and askers surround me, People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and city I… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you; As I walk by your… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“O you singer, solitary, singing by yourself—projecting me; O solitary me, listening—nevermore shall I cease perpetuating you; Never more shall I escape,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Even while you should think you had unquestionably caught me, behold! Already you see I have escaped from you. For it is… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections, They scorn the best I can do to relate them.” — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him - it cannot fail — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
O lands! O all so dear to me - what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Each of us inevitable, Each of us limitless—each of us with his or her right upon the earth, Each of us allow'd the eternal… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Comerado, this is no book,Who touches this, touches a man,(Is it night? Are we here alone?)It is I you hold, and who holds you,I… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Oh while I live, to be the ruler of life, not a slave, to meet life as a powerful conqueror, and nothing exterior to… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Wisdom is not finally tested in the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Strange, (is it not?) that battles, martyrs, blood, even assassination should so condense - perhaps only really lastingly condense - a Nationality. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I think I could always live with animals. The more you're around people, the more you love animals. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, The pleasures of heaven are with me and the… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age-I and my book-casting backward glances over out travel'd road. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
