Walt Whitman

Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air read more

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.

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged-- keep on-- there are divine things, well envelop'd; I read more

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged-- keep on-- there are divine things, well envelop'd; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.

Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by read more

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.

Thunder on! Stride on! Democracy. Strike with vengeful
strokes.

Thunder on! Stride on! Democracy. Strike with vengeful
strokes.