Walt Whitman

The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where read more

The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are, I know they suffice for those who belong to them.

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 butcher in his killing clothes.

The butcher in his killing clothes.

The jour printer with gray head and gaunt jaws works at his case,
He turns his quid of tobacco, read more

The jour printer with gray head and gaunt jaws works at his case,
He turns his quid of tobacco, while his eyes blur with the
manuscript.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.