And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

Walt Whitman
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They do not sweat and whine about their condition, they do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, they do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago.

Walt Whitman
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Poets to ComePOETS to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am for;But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known,Arouse! Arousefor you must justify meyou must answer.I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future,I but advance a moment, only to wheel and hurry back in the darkness.I am a man who, sauntering along, without fully stopping, turns a casual look upon you, and then averts his face,Leaving it to you to prove and define it,Expecting the main things from you.

Walt Whitman
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I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least, Nor do I understand who there can be more wonderful than myself.

Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
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I like the scientific spirit—the holding off, the being sure but not too sure, the willingness to surrender ideas when the evidence is against them: this is ultimately fine—it always keeps the way beyond open—always gives life, thought, affection, the whole man, a chance to try over again after a mistake—after a wrong guess.

Walt Whitman, Walt Whitman's Camden Conversations
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One's-Self I Sing One's-self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far, The Female equally with the Male I sing. Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine, The Modern Man I sing.

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
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I do not snivel that snivel the world over,That months are vacuums and the ground but wallow and filth,That life is a suck and a sell, and nothing remains at the end but threadbare crape and tears.

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass: The Original 1855 Edition By: Walt Whitman
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The future is no more uncertain than the present.

Walt Whitman
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Freedom - to walk free and own no superior.

Walt Whitman
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When I give I give myself.

Walt Whitman
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I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.

Walt Whitman
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