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IN CHAPTERS TITLE
1.whitman_-_Walt_Whitmans_Caution
1.ww_-_24_-_Walt_Whitman,_a_cosmos,_of_Manhattan_the_son

IN CHAPTERS CLASSNAME
1.whitman_-_1861
1.whitman_-_Aboard_At_A_Ships_Helm
1.whitman_-_A_Boston_Ballad
1.whitman_-_A_Broadway_Pageant
1.whitman_-_A_Carol_Of_Harvest_For_1867
1.whitman_-_A_child_said,_What_is_the_grass?
1.whitman_-_A_Childs_Amaze
1.whitman_-_A_Clear_Midnight
1.whitman_-_Adieu_To_A_Solider
1.whitman_-_A_Farm-Picture
1.whitman_-_After_an_Interval
1.whitman_-_After_The_Sea-Ship
1.whitman_-_Ages_And_Ages,_Returning_At_Intervals
1.whitman_-_A_Glimpse
1.whitman_-_A_Hand-Mirror
1.whitman_-_Ah_Poverties,_Wincings_Sulky_Retreats
1.whitman_-_A_Leaf_For_Hand_In_Hand
1.whitman_-_All_Is_Truth
1.whitman_-_A_March_In_The_Ranks,_Hard-prest
1.whitman_-_American_Feuillage
1.whitman_-_Among_The_Multitude
1.whitman_-_An_Army_Corps_On_The_March
1.whitman_-_A_Noiseless_Patient_Spider
1.whitman_-_A_Paumanok_Picture
1.whitman_-_Apostroph
1.whitman_-_A_Promise_To_California
1.whitman_-_Are_You_The_New_Person,_Drawn_Toward_Me?
1.whitman_-_A_Riddle_Song
1.whitman_-_As_Adam,_Early_In_The_Morning
1.whitman_-_As_A_Strong_Bird_On_Pinious_Free
1.whitman_-_As_At_Thy_Portals_Also_Death
1.whitman_-_As_Consequent,_Etc.
1.whitman_-_Ashes_Of_Soldiers
1.whitman_-_As_I_Ebbd_With_the_Ocean_of_Life
1.whitman_-_As_If_A_Phantom_Caressd_Me
1.whitman_-_A_Sight_in_Camp_in_the_Daybreak_Gray_and_Dim
1.whitman_-_As_I_Lay_With_My_Head_in_Your_Lap,_Camerado
1.whitman_-_As_I_Ponderd_In_Silence
1.whitman_-_As_I_Sat_Alone_By_Blue_Ontarios_Shores
1.whitman_-_As_I_Walk_These_Broad,_Majestic_Days
1.whitman_-_As_I_Watched_The_Ploughman_Ploughing
1.whitman_-_A_Song
1.whitman_-_Assurances
1.whitman_-_As_The_Time_Draws_Nigh
1.whitman_-_As_Toilsome_I_Wanderd
1.whitman_-_A_Woman_Waits_For_Me
1.whitman_-_Bathed_In_Wars_Perfume
1.whitman_-_Beat!_Beat!_Drums!
1.whitman_-_Beautiful_Women
1.whitman_-_Beginners
1.whitman_-_Beginning_My_Studies
1.whitman_-_Behavior
1.whitman_-_Behold_This_Swarthy_Face
1.whitman_-_Bivouac_On_A_Mountain_Side
1.whitman_-_Broadway
1.whitman_-_Brother_Of_All,_With_Generous_Hand
1.whitman_-_By_Broad_Potomacs_Shore
1.whitman_-_By_The_Bivouacs_Fitful_Flame
1.whitman_-_Camps_Of_Green
1.whitman_-_Carol_Of_Occupations
1.whitman_-_Carol_Of_Words
1.whitman_-_Cavalry_Crossing_A_Ford
1.whitman_-_Chanting_The_Square_Deific
1.whitman_-_City_Of_Orgies
1.whitman_-_City_Of_Ships
1.whitman_-_Come,_Said_My_Soul
1.whitman_-_Come_Up_From_The_Fields,_Father
1.whitman_-_Crossing_Brooklyn_Ferry
1.whitman_-_Darest_Thou_Now_O_Soul
1.whitman_-_Debris
1.whitman_-_Delicate_Cluster
1.whitman_-_Despairing_Cries
1.whitman_-_Dirge_For_Two_Veterans
1.whitman_-_Drum-Taps
1.whitman_-_Earth!_my_Likeness!
1.whitman_-_Eidolons
1.whitman_-_Election_Day,_November_1884
1.whitman_-_Elemental_Drifts
1.whitman_-_Ethiopia_Saluting_The_Colors
1.whitman_-_Europe,_The_72d_And_73d_Years_Of_These_States
1.whitman_-_Excelsior
1.whitman_-_Faces
1.whitman_-_Facing_West_From_Californias_Shores
1.whitman_-_Fast_Anchord,_Eternal,_O_Love
1.whitman_-_For_Him_I_Sing
1.whitman_-_For_You,_O_Democracy
1.whitman_-_France,_The_18th_Year_Of_These_States
1.whitman_-_From_Far_Dakotas_Canons
1.whitman_-_From_My_Last_Years
1.whitman_-_From_Paumanok_Starting
1.whitman_-_From_Pent-up_Aching_Rivers
1.whitman_-_Full_Of_Life,_Now
1.whitman_-_Germs
1.whitman_-_Give_Me_The_Splendid,_Silent_Sun
1.whitman_-_Gliding_Over_All
1.whitman_-_God
1.whitman_-_Good-Bye_My_Fancy!
1.whitman_-_Great_Are_The_Myths
1.whitman_-_Had_I_the_Choice
1.whitman_-_Hast_Never_Come_To_Thee_An_Hour
1.whitman_-_Here,_Sailor
1.whitman_-_Here_The_Frailest_Leaves_Of_Me
1.whitman_-_Hours_Continuing_Long
1.whitman_-_How_Solemn_As_One_By_One
1.whitman_-_Hushd_Be_the_Camps_Today
1.whitman_-_I_Am_He_That_Aches_With_Love
1.whitman_-_I_Dreamd_In_A_Dream
1.whitman_-_I_Hear_America_Singing
1.whitman_-_I_Heard_You,_Solemn-sweep_Pipes_Of_The_Organ
1.whitman_-_I_Hear_It_Was_Charged_Against_Me
1.whitman_-_In_Cabind_Ships_At_Sea
1.whitman_-_In_Former_Songs
1.whitman_-_In_Midnight_Sleep
1.whitman_-_In_Paths_Untrodden
1.whitman_-_Inscription
1.whitman_-_In_The_New_Garden_In_All_The_Parts
1.whitman_-_I_Saw_In_Louisiana_A_Live_Oak_Growing
1.whitman_-_I_Saw_Old_General_At_Bay
1.whitman_-_I_Sing_The_Body_Electric
1.whitman_-_I_Sit_And_Look_Out
1.whitman_-_Italian_Music_In_Dakota
1.whitman_-_I_Thought_I_Was_Not_Alone
1.whitman_-_I_Was_Looking_A_Long_While
1.whitman_-_I_Will_Take_An_Egg_Out_Of_The_Robins_Nest
1.whitman_-_Joy,_Shipmate,_Joy!
1.whitman_-_Kosmos
1.whitman_-_Laws_For_Creations
1.whitman_-_Lessons
1.whitman_-_Locations_And_Times
1.whitman_-_Longings_For_Home
1.whitman_-_Long_I_Thought_That_Knowledge
1.whitman_-_Long,_Too_Long_America
1.whitman_-_Look_Down,_Fair_Moon
1.whitman_-_Lo!_Victress_On_The_Peaks
1.whitman_-_Manhattan_Streets_I_Saunterd,_Pondering
1.whitman_-_Mannahatta
1.whitman_-_Mediums
1.whitman_-_Me_Imperturbe
1.whitman_-_Miracles
1.whitman_-_Mother_And_Babe
1.whitman_-_My_Picture-Gallery
1.whitman_-_Myself_And_Mine
1.whitman_-_Native_Moments
1.whitman_-_Night_On_The_Prairies
1.whitman_-_No_Labor-Saving_Machine
1.whitman_-_Not_Heat_Flames_Up_And_Consumes
1.whitman_-_Not_Heaving_From_My_Ribbd_Breast_Only
1.whitman_-_Not_My_Enemies_Ever_Invade_Me
1.whitman_-_Not_The_Pilot
1.whitman_-_Not_Youth_Pertains_To_Me
1.whitman_-_Now_Finale_To_The_Shore
1.whitman_-_Now_List_To_My_Mornings_Romanza
1.whitman_-_O_Bitter_Sprig!_Confession_Sprig!
1.whitman_-_O_Captain!_My_Captain!
1.whitman_-_Offerings
1.whitman_-_Of_Him_I_Love_Day_And_Night
1.whitman_-_Of_The_Terrible_Doubt_Of_Apperarances
1.whitman_-_Of_The_Visage_Of_Things
1.whitman_-_O_Hymen!_O_Hymenee!
1.whitman_-_Old_Ireland
1.whitman_-_O_Living_Always--Always_Dying
1.whitman_-_O_Me!_O_Life!
1.whitman_-_Once_I_Passd_Through_A_Populous_City
1.whitman_-_One_Hour_To_Madness_And_Joy
1.whitman_-_One_Song,_America,_Before_I_Go
1.whitman_-_Ones_Self_I_Sing
1.whitman_-_One_Sweeps_By
1.whitman_-_On_Journeys_Through_The_States
1.whitman_-_On_Old_Mans_Thought_Of_School
1.whitman_-_On_The_Beach_At_Night
1.whitman_-_Or_From_That_Sea_Of_Time
1.whitman_-_O_Star_Of_France
1.whitman_-_O_Sun_Of_Real_Peace
1.whitman_-_O_Tan-faced_Prairie_Boy
1.whitman_-_Other_May_Praise_What_They_Like
1.whitman_-_Out_From_Behind_His_Mask
1.whitman_-_Out_of_the_Cradle_Endlessly_Rocking
1.whitman_-_Out_of_the_Rolling_Ocean,_The_Crowd
1.whitman_-_Over_The_Carnage
1.whitman_-_O_You_Whom_I_Often_And_Silently_Come
1.whitman_-_Passage_To_India
1.whitman_-_Patroling_Barnegat
1.whitman_-_Pensive_And_Faltering
1.whitman_-_Pensive_On_Her_Dead_Gazing,_I_Heard_The_Mother_Of_All
1.whitman_-_Perfections
1.whitman_-_Pioneers!_O_Pioneers!
1.whitman_-_Poem_Of_Remembrance_For_A_Girl_Or_A_Boy
1.whitman_-_Poems_Of_Joys
1.whitman_-_Poets_to_Come
1.whitman_-_Portals
1.whitman_-_Prayer_Of_Columbus
1.whitman_-_Primeval_My_Love_For_The_Woman_I_Love
1.whitman_-_Proud_Music_Of_The_Storm
1.whitman_-_Quicksand_Years
1.whitman_-_Race_Of_Veterans
1.whitman_-_Reconciliation
1.whitman_-_Recorders_Ages_Hence
1.whitman_-_Red_Jacket_(From_Aloft)
1.whitman_-_Respondez!
1.whitman_-_Rise,_O_Days
1.whitman_-_Roaming_In_Thought
1.whitman_-_Roots_And_Leaves_Themselves_Alone
1.whitman_-_Salut_Au_Monde
1.whitman_-_Savantism
1.whitman_-_Says
1.whitman_-_Scented_Herbage_Of_My_Breast
1.whitman_-_Sea-Shore_Memories
1.whitman_-_Self-Contained
1.whitman_-_Shut_Not_Your_Doors
1.whitman_-_Sing_Of_The_Banner_At_Day-Break
1.whitman_-_So_Far_And_So_Far,_And_On_Toward_The_End
1.whitman_-_Solid,_Ironical,_Rolling_Orb
1.whitman_-_So_Long
1.whitman_-_Sometimes_With_One_I_Love
1.whitman_-_Song_At_Sunset
1.whitman_-_Song_For_All_Seas,_All_Ships
1.whitman_-_Song_of_Myself
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_II
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_III
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_IV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_IX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_L
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_LI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_LII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_V
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_VII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_VIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_X
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XL
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Broad-Axe
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Exposition
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Open_Road
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Redwood-Tree
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Universal
1.whitman_-_Souvenirs_Of_Democracy
1.whitman_-_Spain_1873-74
1.whitman_-_Sparkles_From_The_Wheel
1.whitman_-_Spirit_That_Formd_This_Scene
1.whitman_-_Spirit_Whose_Work_Is_Done
1.whitman_-_Spontaneous_Me
1.whitman_-_Starting_From_Paumanok
1.whitman_-_States!
1.whitman_-_Still,_Though_The_One_I_Sing
1.whitman_-_Tears
1.whitman_-_Tests
1.whitman_-_That_Last_Invocation
1.whitman_-_That_Music_Always_Round_Me
1.whitman_-_That_Shadow,_My_Likeness
1.whitman_-_The_Artillerymans_Vision
1.whitman_-_The_Base_Of_All_Metaphysics
1.whitman_-_The_Centerarians_Story
1.whitman_-_The_City_Dead-House
1.whitman_-_The_Dalliance_Of_The_Eagles
1.whitman_-_The_Death_And_Burial_Of_McDonald_Clarke-_A_Parody
1.whitman_-_The_Great_City
1.whitman_-_The_Indications
1.whitman_-_The_Last_Invocation
1.whitman_-_The_Mystic_Trumpeter
1.whitman_-_The_Ox_tamer
1.whitman_-_The_Prairie-Grass_Dividing
1.whitman_-_The_Prairie_States
1.whitman_-_There_Was_A_Child_Went_Forth
1.whitman_-_The_Runner
1.whitman_-_These_Carols
1.whitman_-_These,_I,_Singing_In_Spring
1.whitman_-_The_Ship_Starting
1.whitman_-_The_Singer_In_The_Prison
1.whitman_-_The_Sleepers
1.whitman_-_The_Sobbing_Of_The_Bells
1.whitman_-_The_Torch
1.whitman_-_The_Unexpressed
1.whitman_-_The_Untold_Want
1.whitman_-_The_Voice_of_the_Rain
1.whitman_-_The_World_Below_The_Brine
1.whitman_-_The_Wound_Dresser
1.whitman_-_Thick-Sprinkled_Bunting
1.whitman_-_Think_Of_The_Soul
1.whitman_-_This_Compost
1.whitman_-_This_Day,_O_Soul
1.whitman_-_This_Dust_Was_Once_The_Man
1.whitman_-_This_Moment,_Yearning_And_Thoughtful
1.whitman_-_Thought
1.whitman_-_Thoughts
1.whitman_-_Thoughts_(2)
1.whitman_-_Thou_Orb_Aloft_Full-Dazzling
1.whitman_-_Thou_Reader
1.whitman_-_To_A_Certain_Cantatrice
1.whitman_-_To_A_Certain_Civilian
1.whitman_-_To_A_Common_Prostitute
1.whitman_-_To_A_Foild_European_Revolutionaire
1.whitman_-_To_A_Historian
1.whitman_-_To_A_Locomotive_In_Winter
1.whitman_-_To_A_President
1.whitman_-_To_A_Pupil
1.whitman_-_To_A_Stranger
1.whitman_-_To_A_Western_Boy
1.whitman_-_To_Foreign_Lands
1.whitman_-_To_Him_That_Was_Crucified
1.whitman_-_To_Old_Age
1.whitman_-_To_One_Shortly_To_Die
1.whitman_-_To_Oratists
1.whitman_-_To_Rich_Givers
1.whitman_-_To_The_East_And_To_The_West
1.whitman_-_To_Thee,_Old_Cause!
1.whitman_-_To_The_Garden_The_World
1.whitman_-_To_The_Leavend_Soil_They_Trod
1.whitman_-_To_The_Man-of-War-Bird
1.whitman_-_To_The_Reader_At_Parting
1.whitman_-_To_The_States
1.whitman_-_To_Think_Of_Time
1.whitman_-_To_You
1.whitman_-_Trickle,_Drops
1.whitman_-_Turn,_O_Libertad
1.whitman_-_Two_Rivulets
1.whitman_-_Unfolded_Out_Of_The_Folds
1.whitman_-_Unnamed_Lands
1.whitman_-_Vigil_Strange_I_Kept_on_the_Field_one_Night
1.whitman_-_Virginia--The_West
1.whitman_-_Visord
1.whitman_-_Voices
1.whitman_-_Walt_Whitmans_Caution
1.whitman_-_Wandering_At_Morn
1.whitman_-_Warble_Of_Lilac-Time
1.whitman_-_Washingtons_Monument,_February,_1885
1.whitman_-_Weave_In,_Weave_In,_My_Hardy_Life
1.whitman_-_We_Two_Boys_Together_Clinging
1.whitman_-_We_Two-How_Long_We_Were_Foold
1.whitman_-_What_Am_I_After_All
1.whitman_-_What_Best_I_See_In_Thee
1.whitman_-_What_General_Has_A_Good_Army
1.whitman_-_What_Place_Is_Besieged?
1.whitman_-_What_Think_You_I_Take_My_Pen_In_Hand?
1.whitman_-_What_Weeping_Face
1.whitman_-_When_I_Heard_At_The_Close_Of_The_Day
1.whitman_-_When_I_Heard_the_Learnd_Astronomer
1.whitman_-_When_I_Peruse_The_Conquerd_Fame
1.whitman_-_When_I_Read_The_Book
1.whitman_-_When_Lilacs_Last_in_the_Dooryard_Bloomd
1.whitman_-_Whispers_Of_Heavenly_Death
1.whitman_-_Whoever_You_Are,_Holding_Me_Now_In_Hand
1.whitman_-_Who_Is_Now_Reading_This?
1.whitman_-_Who_Learns_My_Lesson_Complete?
1.whitman_-_With_All_Thy_Gifts
1.whitman_-_With_Antecedents
1.whitman_-_World,_Take_Good_Notice
1.whitman_-_Year_Of_Meteors,_1859_60
1.whitman_-_Years_Of_The_Modern
1.whitman_-_Year_That_Trembled
1.whitman_-_Yet,_Yet,_Ye_Downcast_Hours
1.ww_-_10_-_Alone_far_in_the_wilds_and_mountains_I_hunt
1.ww_-_17_-_These_are_really_the_thoughts_of_all_men_in_all_ages_and_lands,_they_are_not_original_with_me
1.ww_-_18_-_With_music_strong_I_come,_with_my_cornets_and_my_drums
1.ww_-_1_-_I_celebrate_myself,_and_sing_myself
1.ww_-_20_-_Who_goes_there?_hankering,_gross,_mystical,_nude
1.ww_-_24_-_Walt_Whitman,_a_cosmos,_of_Manhattan_the_son
1.ww_-_2_-_Houses_and_rooms_are_full_of_perfumes,_the_shelves_are_crowded_with_perfumes
1.ww_-_3_-_I_have_heard_what_the_talkers_were_talking,_the_talk_of_the_beginning_and_the_end
1.ww_-_44_-_It_is_time_to_explain_myself_--_let_us_stand_up
1.ww_-_4_-_Trippers_and_askers_surround_me
1.ww_-_5_-_I_believe_in_you_my_soul,_the_other_I_am_must_not_abase_itself_to_you
1.ww_-_6_-_A_child_said_What_is_the_grass?_fetching_it_to_me_with_full_hands
1.ww_-_7_-_Has_anyone_supposed_it_lucky_to_be_born?
1.ww_-_8_-_The_little_one_sleeps_in_its_cradle
1.ww_-_9_-_The_big_doors_of_the_country_barn_stand_open_and_ready
1.ww_-_A_noiseless_patient_spider
1.ww_-_Grand_is_the_Seen
1.ww_-_I_think_I_could_turn_and_live_with_animals
1.ww_-_O_Captain!_my_Captain!
1.ww_-_O_Me!_O_life!

IN CHAPTERS TEXT
1.whitman_-_1861
1.whitman_-_Aboard_At_A_Ships_Helm
1.whitman_-_A_Boston_Ballad
1.whitman_-_A_Broadway_Pageant
1.whitman_-_A_Carol_Of_Harvest_For_1867
1.whitman_-_A_child_said,_What_is_the_grass?
1.whitman_-_A_Childs_Amaze
1.whitman_-_A_Clear_Midnight
1.whitman_-_Adieu_To_A_Solider
1.whitman_-_A_Farm-Picture
1.whitman_-_After_an_Interval
1.whitman_-_After_The_Sea-Ship
1.whitman_-_Ages_And_Ages,_Returning_At_Intervals
1.whitman_-_A_Glimpse
1.whitman_-_A_Hand-Mirror
1.whitman_-_Ah_Poverties,_Wincings_Sulky_Retreats
1.whitman_-_A_Leaf_For_Hand_In_Hand
1.whitman_-_All_Is_Truth
1.whitman_-_A_March_In_The_Ranks,_Hard-prest
1.whitman_-_American_Feuillage
1.whitman_-_Among_The_Multitude
1.whitman_-_An_Army_Corps_On_The_March
1.whitman_-_A_Noiseless_Patient_Spider
1.whitman_-_A_Paumanok_Picture
1.whitman_-_Apostroph
1.whitman_-_A_Promise_To_California
1.whitman_-_Are_You_The_New_Person,_Drawn_Toward_Me?
1.whitman_-_A_Riddle_Song
1.whitman_-_As_Adam,_Early_In_The_Morning
1.whitman_-_As_A_Strong_Bird_On_Pinious_Free
1.whitman_-_As_At_Thy_Portals_Also_Death
1.whitman_-_As_Consequent,_Etc.
1.whitman_-_Ashes_Of_Soldiers
1.whitman_-_As_I_Ebbd_With_the_Ocean_of_Life
1.whitman_-_As_If_A_Phantom_Caressd_Me
1.whitman_-_A_Sight_in_Camp_in_the_Daybreak_Gray_and_Dim
1.whitman_-_As_I_Lay_With_My_Head_in_Your_Lap,_Camerado
1.whitman_-_As_I_Ponderd_In_Silence
1.whitman_-_As_I_Sat_Alone_By_Blue_Ontarios_Shores
1.whitman_-_As_I_Walk_These_Broad,_Majestic_Days
1.whitman_-_As_I_Watched_The_Ploughman_Ploughing
1.whitman_-_A_Song
1.whitman_-_Assurances
1.whitman_-_As_The_Time_Draws_Nigh
1.whitman_-_As_Toilsome_I_Wanderd
1.whitman_-_A_Woman_Waits_For_Me
1.whitman_-_Bathed_In_Wars_Perfume
1.whitman_-_Beat!_Beat!_Drums!
1.whitman_-_Beautiful_Women
1.whitman_-_Beginners
1.whitman_-_Beginning_My_Studies
1.whitman_-_Behavior
1.whitman_-_Behold_This_Swarthy_Face
1.whitman_-_Bivouac_On_A_Mountain_Side
1.whitman_-_Broadway
1.whitman_-_Brother_Of_All,_With_Generous_Hand
1.whitman_-_By_Broad_Potomacs_Shore
1.whitman_-_By_The_Bivouacs_Fitful_Flame
1.whitman_-_Camps_Of_Green
1.whitman_-_Carol_Of_Occupations
1.whitman_-_Carol_Of_Words
1.whitman_-_Cavalry_Crossing_A_Ford
1.whitman_-_Chanting_The_Square_Deific
1.whitman_-_City_Of_Orgies
1.whitman_-_City_Of_Ships
1.whitman_-_Come,_Said_My_Soul
1.whitman_-_Come_Up_From_The_Fields,_Father
1.whitman_-_Crossing_Brooklyn_Ferry
1.whitman_-_Darest_Thou_Now_O_Soul
1.whitman_-_Debris
1.whitman_-_Delicate_Cluster
1.whitman_-_Despairing_Cries
1.whitman_-_Dirge_For_Two_Veterans
1.whitman_-_Drum-Taps
1.whitman_-_Earth!_my_Likeness!
1.whitman_-_Eidolons
1.whitman_-_Election_Day,_November_1884
1.whitman_-_Elemental_Drifts
1.whitman_-_Ethiopia_Saluting_The_Colors
1.whitman_-_Europe,_The_72d_And_73d_Years_Of_These_States
1.whitman_-_Excelsior
1.whitman_-_Faces
1.whitman_-_Facing_West_From_Californias_Shores
1.whitman_-_Fast_Anchord,_Eternal,_O_Love
1.whitman_-_For_Him_I_Sing
1.whitman_-_For_You,_O_Democracy
1.whitman_-_France,_The_18th_Year_Of_These_States
1.whitman_-_From_Far_Dakotas_Canons
1.whitman_-_From_My_Last_Years
1.whitman_-_From_Paumanok_Starting
1.whitman_-_From_Pent-up_Aching_Rivers
1.whitman_-_Full_Of_Life,_Now
1.whitman_-_Germs
1.whitman_-_Give_Me_The_Splendid,_Silent_Sun
1.whitman_-_Gliding_Over_All
1.whitman_-_God
1.whitman_-_Good-Bye_My_Fancy!
1.whitman_-_Great_Are_The_Myths
1.whitman_-_Had_I_the_Choice
1.whitman_-_Hast_Never_Come_To_Thee_An_Hour
1.whitman_-_Here,_Sailor
1.whitman_-_Here_The_Frailest_Leaves_Of_Me
1.whitman_-_Hours_Continuing_Long
1.whitman_-_How_Solemn_As_One_By_One
1.whitman_-_Hushd_Be_the_Camps_Today
1.whitman_-_I_Am_He_That_Aches_With_Love
1.whitman_-_I_Dreamd_In_A_Dream
1.whitman_-_I_Hear_America_Singing
1.whitman_-_I_Heard_You,_Solemn-sweep_Pipes_Of_The_Organ
1.whitman_-_I_Hear_It_Was_Charged_Against_Me
1.whitman_-_In_Cabind_Ships_At_Sea
1.whitman_-_In_Former_Songs
1.whitman_-_In_Midnight_Sleep
1.whitman_-_In_Paths_Untrodden
1.whitman_-_Inscription
1.whitman_-_In_The_New_Garden_In_All_The_Parts
1.whitman_-_I_Saw_In_Louisiana_A_Live_Oak_Growing
1.whitman_-_I_Saw_Old_General_At_Bay
1.whitman_-_I_Sing_The_Body_Electric
1.whitman_-_I_Sit_And_Look_Out
1.whitman_-_Italian_Music_In_Dakota
1.whitman_-_I_Thought_I_Was_Not_Alone
1.whitman_-_I_Was_Looking_A_Long_While
1.whitman_-_I_Will_Take_An_Egg_Out_Of_The_Robins_Nest
1.whitman_-_Joy,_Shipmate,_Joy!
1.whitman_-_Kosmos
1.whitman_-_Laws_For_Creations
1.whitman_-_Lessons
1.whitman_-_Locations_And_Times
1.whitman_-_Longings_For_Home
1.whitman_-_Long_I_Thought_That_Knowledge
1.whitman_-_Long,_Too_Long_America
1.whitman_-_Look_Down,_Fair_Moon
1.whitman_-_Lo!_Victress_On_The_Peaks
1.whitman_-_Manhattan_Streets_I_Saunterd,_Pondering
1.whitman_-_Mannahatta
1.whitman_-_Mediums
1.whitman_-_Me_Imperturbe
1.whitman_-_Miracles
1.whitman_-_Mother_And_Babe
1.whitman_-_My_Picture-Gallery
1.whitman_-_Myself_And_Mine
1.whitman_-_Native_Moments
1.whitman_-_Night_On_The_Prairies
1.whitman_-_No_Labor-Saving_Machine
1.whitman_-_Not_Heat_Flames_Up_And_Consumes
1.whitman_-_Not_Heaving_From_My_Ribbd_Breast_Only
1.whitman_-_Not_My_Enemies_Ever_Invade_Me
1.whitman_-_Not_The_Pilot
1.whitman_-_Not_Youth_Pertains_To_Me
1.whitman_-_Now_Finale_To_The_Shore
1.whitman_-_Now_List_To_My_Mornings_Romanza
1.whitman_-_O_Bitter_Sprig!_Confession_Sprig!
1.whitman_-_O_Captain!_My_Captain!
1.whitman_-_Offerings
1.whitman_-_Of_Him_I_Love_Day_And_Night
1.whitman_-_Of_The_Terrible_Doubt_Of_Apperarances
1.whitman_-_Of_The_Visage_Of_Things
1.whitman_-_O_Hymen!_O_Hymenee!
1.whitman_-_Old_Ireland
1.whitman_-_O_Living_Always--Always_Dying
1.whitman_-_O_Me!_O_Life!
1.whitman_-_Once_I_Passd_Through_A_Populous_City
1.whitman_-_One_Hour_To_Madness_And_Joy
1.whitman_-_One_Song,_America,_Before_I_Go
1.whitman_-_Ones_Self_I_Sing
1.whitman_-_One_Sweeps_By
1.whitman_-_On_Journeys_Through_The_States
1.whitman_-_On_Old_Mans_Thought_Of_School
1.whitman_-_On_The_Beach_At_Night
1.whitman_-_Or_From_That_Sea_Of_Time
1.whitman_-_O_Star_Of_France
1.whitman_-_O_Sun_Of_Real_Peace
1.whitman_-_O_Tan-faced_Prairie_Boy
1.whitman_-_Other_May_Praise_What_They_Like
1.whitman_-_Out_From_Behind_His_Mask
1.whitman_-_Out_of_the_Cradle_Endlessly_Rocking
1.whitman_-_Out_of_the_Rolling_Ocean,_The_Crowd
1.whitman_-_Over_The_Carnage
1.whitman_-_O_You_Whom_I_Often_And_Silently_Come
1.whitman_-_Passage_To_India
1.whitman_-_Patroling_Barnegat
1.whitman_-_Pensive_And_Faltering
1.whitman_-_Pensive_On_Her_Dead_Gazing,_I_Heard_The_Mother_Of_All
1.whitman_-_Perfections
1.whitman_-_Pioneers!_O_Pioneers!
1.whitman_-_Poem_Of_Remembrance_For_A_Girl_Or_A_Boy
1.whitman_-_Poems_Of_Joys
1.whitman_-_Poets_to_Come
1.whitman_-_Portals
1.whitman_-_Prayer_Of_Columbus
1.whitman_-_Primeval_My_Love_For_The_Woman_I_Love
1.whitman_-_Proud_Music_Of_The_Storm
1.whitman_-_Quicksand_Years
1.whitman_-_Race_Of_Veterans
1.whitman_-_Reconciliation
1.whitman_-_Recorders_Ages_Hence
1.whitman_-_Red_Jacket_(From_Aloft)
1.whitman_-_Respondez!
1.whitman_-_Rise,_O_Days
1.whitman_-_Roaming_In_Thought
1.whitman_-_Roots_And_Leaves_Themselves_Alone
1.whitman_-_Salut_Au_Monde
1.whitman_-_Savantism
1.whitman_-_Says
1.whitman_-_Scented_Herbage_Of_My_Breast
1.whitman_-_Sea-Shore_Memories
1.whitman_-_Self-Contained
1.whitman_-_Shut_Not_Your_Doors
1.whitman_-_Sing_Of_The_Banner_At_Day-Break
1.whitman_-_So_Far_And_So_Far,_And_On_Toward_The_End
1.whitman_-_Solid,_Ironical,_Rolling_Orb
1.whitman_-_So_Long
1.whitman_-_Sometimes_With_One_I_Love
1.whitman_-_Song_At_Sunset
1.whitman_-_Song_For_All_Seas,_All_Ships
1.whitman_-_Song_of_Myself
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_II
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_III
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_IV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_IX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_L
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_LI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_LII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_V
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_VII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_VIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_X
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XL
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XLVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXIV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXIX
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXV
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXVI
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXVII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_Myself-_XXXVIII
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Broad-Axe
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Exposition
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Open_Road
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Redwood-Tree
1.whitman_-_Song_Of_The_Universal
1.whitman_-_Souvenirs_Of_Democracy
1.whitman_-_Spain_1873-74
1.whitman_-_Sparkles_From_The_Wheel
1.whitman_-_Spirit_That_Formd_This_Scene
1.whitman_-_Spirit_Whose_Work_Is_Done
1.whitman_-_Spontaneous_Me
1.whitman_-_Starting_From_Paumanok
1.whitman_-_States!
1.whitman_-_Still,_Though_The_One_I_Sing
1.whitman_-_Tears
1.whitman_-_Tests
1.whitman_-_That_Last_Invocation
1.whitman_-_That_Music_Always_Round_Me
1.whitman_-_That_Shadow,_My_Likeness
1.whitman_-_The_Artillerymans_Vision
1.whitman_-_The_Base_Of_All_Metaphysics
1.whitman_-_The_Centerarians_Story
1.whitman_-_The_City_Dead-House
1.whitman_-_The_Dalliance_Of_The_Eagles
1.whitman_-_The_Death_And_Burial_Of_McDonald_Clarke-_A_Parody
1.whitman_-_The_Great_City
1.whitman_-_The_Indications
1.whitman_-_The_Last_Invocation
1.whitman_-_The_Mystic_Trumpeter
1.whitman_-_The_Ox_tamer
1.whitman_-_The_Prairie-Grass_Dividing
1.whitman_-_The_Prairie_States
1.whitman_-_There_Was_A_Child_Went_Forth
1.whitman_-_The_Runner
1.whitman_-_These_Carols
1.whitman_-_These,_I,_Singing_In_Spring
1.whitman_-_The_Ship_Starting
1.whitman_-_The_Singer_In_The_Prison
1.whitman_-_The_Sleepers
1.whitman_-_The_Sobbing_Of_The_Bells
1.whitman_-_The_Torch
1.whitman_-_The_Unexpressed
1.whitman_-_The_Untold_Want
1.whitman_-_The_Voice_of_the_Rain
1.whitman_-_The_World_Below_The_Brine
1.whitman_-_The_Wound_Dresser
1.whitman_-_Thick-Sprinkled_Bunting
1.whitman_-_Think_Of_The_Soul
1.whitman_-_This_Compost
1.whitman_-_This_Day,_O_Soul
1.whitman_-_This_Dust_Was_Once_The_Man
1.whitman_-_This_Moment,_Yearning_And_Thoughtful
1.whitman_-_Thought
1.whitman_-_Thoughts
1.whitman_-_Thoughts_(2)
1.whitman_-_Thou_Orb_Aloft_Full-Dazzling
1.whitman_-_Thou_Reader
1.whitman_-_To_A_Certain_Cantatrice
1.whitman_-_To_A_Certain_Civilian
1.whitman_-_To_A_Common_Prostitute
1.whitman_-_To_A_Foild_European_Revolutionaire
1.whitman_-_To_A_Historian
1.whitman_-_To_A_Locomotive_In_Winter
1.whitman_-_To_A_President
1.whitman_-_To_A_Pupil
1.whitman_-_To_A_Stranger
1.whitman_-_To_A_Western_Boy
1.whitman_-_To_Foreign_Lands
1.whitman_-_To_Him_That_Was_Crucified
1.whitman_-_To_Old_Age
1.whitman_-_To_One_Shortly_To_Die
1.whitman_-_To_Oratists
1.whitman_-_To_Rich_Givers
1.whitman_-_To_The_East_And_To_The_West
1.whitman_-_To_Thee,_Old_Cause!
1.whitman_-_To_The_Garden_The_World
1.whitman_-_To_The_Leavend_Soil_They_Trod
1.whitman_-_To_The_Man-of-War-Bird
1.whitman_-_To_The_Reader_At_Parting
1.whitman_-_To_The_States
1.whitman_-_To_Think_Of_Time
1.whitman_-_To_You
1.whitman_-_Trickle,_Drops
1.whitman_-_Turn,_O_Libertad
1.whitman_-_Two_Rivulets
1.whitman_-_Unfolded_Out_Of_The_Folds
1.whitman_-_Unnamed_Lands
1.whitman_-_Vigil_Strange_I_Kept_on_the_Field_one_Night
1.whitman_-_Virginia--The_West
1.whitman_-_Visord
1.whitman_-_Voices
1.whitman_-_Walt_Whitmans_Caution
1.whitman_-_Wandering_At_Morn
1.whitman_-_Warble_Of_Lilac-Time
1.whitman_-_Washingtons_Monument,_February,_1885
1.whitman_-_Weave_In,_Weave_In,_My_Hardy_Life
1.whitman_-_We_Two_Boys_Together_Clinging
1.whitman_-_We_Two-How_Long_We_Were_Foold
1.whitman_-_What_Am_I_After_All
1.whitman_-_What_Best_I_See_In_Thee
1.whitman_-_What_General_Has_A_Good_Army
1.whitman_-_What_Place_Is_Besieged?
1.whitman_-_What_Think_You_I_Take_My_Pen_In_Hand?
1.whitman_-_What_Weeping_Face
1.whitman_-_When_I_Heard_At_The_Close_Of_The_Day
1.whitman_-_When_I_Heard_the_Learnd_Astronomer
1.whitman_-_When_I_Peruse_The_Conquerd_Fame
1.whitman_-_When_I_Read_The_Book
1.whitman_-_When_Lilacs_Last_in_the_Dooryard_Bloomd
1.whitman_-_Whispers_Of_Heavenly_Death
1.whitman_-_Whoever_You_Are,_Holding_Me_Now_In_Hand
1.whitman_-_Who_Is_Now_Reading_This?
1.whitman_-_Who_Learns_My_Lesson_Complete?
1.whitman_-_With_All_Thy_Gifts
1.whitman_-_With_Antecedents
1.whitman_-_World,_Take_Good_Notice
1.whitman_-_Year_Of_Meteors,_1859_60
1.whitman_-_Years_Of_The_Modern
1.whitman_-_Year_That_Trembled
1.whitman_-_Yet,_Yet,_Ye_Downcast_Hours
1.ww_-_10_-_Alone_far_in_the_wilds_and_mountains_I_hunt
1.ww_-_17_-_These_are_really_the_thoughts_of_all_men_in_all_ages_and_lands,_they_are_not_original_with_me
1.ww_-_18_-_With_music_strong_I_come,_with_my_cornets_and_my_drums
1.ww_-_1_-_I_celebrate_myself,_and_sing_myself
1.ww_-_20_-_Who_goes_there?_hankering,_gross,_mystical,_nude
1.ww_-_24_-_Walt_Whitman,_a_cosmos,_of_Manhattan_the_son
1.ww_-_2_-_Houses_and_rooms_are_full_of_perfumes,_the_shelves_are_crowded_with_perfumes
1.ww_-_3_-_I_have_heard_what_the_talkers_were_talking,_the_talk_of_the_beginning_and_the_end
1.ww_-_44_-_It_is_time_to_explain_myself_--_let_us_stand_up
1.ww_-_4_-_Trippers_and_askers_surround_me
1.ww_-_5_-_I_believe_in_you_my_soul,_the_other_I_am_must_not_abase_itself_to_you
1.ww_-_6_-_A_child_said_What_is_the_grass?_fetching_it_to_me_with_full_hands
1.ww_-_7_-_Has_anyone_supposed_it_lucky_to_be_born?
1.ww_-_8_-_The_little_one_sleeps_in_its_cradle
1.ww_-_9_-_The_big_doors_of_the_country_barn_stand_open_and_ready
1.ww_-_A_noiseless_patient_spider
1.ww_-_Grand_is_the_Seen
1.ww_-_I_think_I_could_turn_and_live_with_animals
1.ww_-_O_Captain!_my_Captain!
1.ww_-_O_Me!_O_life!
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From ”Leaves of Grass 6” by Walt Whitman:

These are perhaps the most salient definitions along with relevant poems by two great poets, Walt Whitman and William Wordsworth.



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1:Resist much, obey little. ~ Walt Whitman,
2:that inbound urge and urge of waves.... ~ Walt Whitman,
3:We were together. I forget the rest.
   ~ Walt Whitman,
4:The best of me when no longer visible." ~ Walt Whitman,
5:Love like the light silently wrapping all. ~ Walt Whitman,
6:Every moment of light and dark is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
7:Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land. ~ Walt Whitman,
8:Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. ~ Walt Whitman,
9:To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle." ~ Walt Whitman,
10:Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." ~ Walt Whitman,
11:Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, as souls only understand souls. ~ Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass,
12:I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep. ~ Walt Whitman,
13:What you really need to find is your true purpose in life, and how to accomplish it. This is what will make you truly happy and at ease. ~ Walt Whitman,
14:I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least." ~ Walt Whitman, (1819 - 1892) American poet, essayist, and journalist. From his poem, "Song of Myself.",
15:In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass, I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is signed by God's name. ~ Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, (1855)
16:For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you." ~ Walt Whitman, (1819 - 1892) American poet, essayist, and journalist.He was a part of the transition between transcendentalism and realism, Wikipedia.,
17:ONE hour to madness and joy! / O furious! O confine me not!
   (What is this that frees me so in storms? / What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?) ...
   ~ Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, One Hour to Madness and Joy,
18:The Last Invocation

At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks-from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks-with a whisper,
Set ope the doors, O Soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love.) ~ Walt Whitman,
19:This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body. ~ Walt Whitman,
20:Recommended Reading
David Foster Wallace - Infinite Jest
DH Lawrence - The Rainbow
Gabriel Garcia Marquez - Love in the Time of Cholera
Karl Ove Knausgaard - My Struggle
Virginia Woolf - To The Lighthouse
Ben Lerner - The Topeka School
Sally Rooney - Conversations With Friends
Nell Zink - The Wallcreeper
Elena Ferrante - The Days of Abandonment
Jack Kerouac - Dharma Bums
Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass
Michael Murphy - Golf in the Kingdom
Barbara Kingsolver - Prodigal Summer
Albertine Sarrazin - Astragal
Rebecca Solnit - The Faraway Nearby
Michael Paterniti - Love and Other Ways of Dying
Rainer Maria Rilke - Book of Hours
James Baldwin - Another Country
Roberto Calasso - Ka
Translation by S. Radhakrishan - Principle Upanisads
Chogyam Trungpa - Cutting Through Spiritual Materialism
Translation by Georg Feuerstein - Yoga Sutra
Richard Freeman - The Mirror of Yoga
Translation by S. Radhakrishan - The Bhagavad Gita
Shrunyu Suzuki - Zen Mind Beginner's Mind
Heinrich Zimmer - Myths and Symbols in Indian Art and Civilization
Sogyal Rinpoche - The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
Joseph Campbell - Myths of Light
Joseph Campbell - The Hero With A Thousand Faces
Sri Aurobindo - Savitri
Thomas Meyers - Anatomy Trains
Wendy Doniger - The Hindus ~ Jason Bowman, http://www.jasonbowmanyoga.com/recommended-reading,

*** WISDOM TROVE ***

1:Resist much. Obey little. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
2:When I give, I give myself. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
3:Where the earth is, we are. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
4:We convince by our presence. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
5:I tramp a perpetual journey.  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
6:All truth waits in all things. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
7:I exist as I am, that is enough. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
8:If you done it, it ain’t bragging. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
9:Do anything, but let it produce joy. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
10:Produce great men, the rest follows. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
11:We were together. I forget the rest. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
12:I celebrate myself, and sing myself.  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
13:Whatever satisfies the soul is truth. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
14:Every cubic inch of space is a miracle. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
15:Nothing endures but personal qualities. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
16:Simplicity is the glory of expression.  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
17:In the faces of men and women, I see God. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
18:Agonies are one of my changes of garments. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
19:And your very flesh shall be a great poem. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
20:I wear my hat as I please, indoors or out. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
21:Shut not your doors to me proud libraries. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
22:Forsake all inhibitions, Pursue thy dreams. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
23:I am satisfied … I see, dance, laugh, sing. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
24:amazement of things-even the least particle! ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
25:Every moment of light and dark is a miracle. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
26:I am not contain'd between my hat and boots. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
27:The best writing has no lace on its sleeves. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
28:Nothing can happen more beautiful than death. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
29:There is no God any more divine than Yourself. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
30:And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
31:If anything is sacred, the human body is sacred.  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
32:I swear I think there is nothing but immortality! ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
33:The future is no more uncertain than the present. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
34:Those who love each other shall become invincible. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
35:The strongest and sweetest song remains to be sung. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
36:To have great poets, there must be great audiences. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
37:And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul? ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
38:How beggarly appear arguments before a defiant deed! ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
39:Some people are so much sunshine to the square inch. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
40:Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
41:The habit of giving only enhances the desire to give. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
42:I have learned that to be with those I like is enough. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
43:The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
44:A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
45:All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
46:The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
47:Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
48:From this hour, freedom! Going where I like, my own master. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
49:I dote on myself. There is a lot of me and all so luscious. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
50:Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
51:I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited by death. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
52:People who serve you without love get even behind your back. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
53:the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning! ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
54:And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
55:By writing at the instant, the very heartbeat of life is caught. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
56:When one reaches out to help another he touches the face of God. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
57:I lean and loaf at my ease... observing a spear of summer grass. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
58:Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
59:Give me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
60:I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
61:I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
62:This is what you should do; love the Earth and sun and the animals… ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
63:From this hour, I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
64:The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him - it cannot fail. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
65:There is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheeled universe. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
66:A simple separate person is not contained between his hat and his boots. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
67:Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
68:I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
69:As soon as histories are properly told there is no more need of romances. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
70:The truth is simple. If it was complicated, everyone would understand it. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
71:The whole purpose of the universe is unerringly aimed at one thing - you. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
72:To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
73:I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
74:I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
75:All the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
76:Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, when I give I give myself. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
77:Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
78:A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.   ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
79:I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
80:I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
81:Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
82:The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
83:All is procession; the universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
84:Happiness, not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
85:I find letters from God dropt in the street, and everyone is sign'd by God's name…. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
86:Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
87:What do you suppose will satisfy the soul, except to walk free and own no superior? ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
88:All truths wait in all things, They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
89:Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, be not afraid of my body. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
90:Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
91:Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me? ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
92:It alone is without flaw, It alone rounds and completes all, That mystic baffling wonder. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
93:Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
94:And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
95:Be not ashamed women, ... You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
96:Each of us inevitable; Each of us limitless-each of us with his or her right upon the earth. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
97:The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
98:Old age: The estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours into the Great Sea. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
99:I dream in my dreams all the dreams of the other dreamers.  And I become the other dreamers.   ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
100:Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard.  Give me the splendid silent sun.  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
101:The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
102:Now I see that there is no such thing as love unreturn'd. The pay is certain, one way or another. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
103:Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, as souls only understand souls. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
104:What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
105:Out of every fruition of success, no matter what, comes forth something to make a new effort necessary. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
106:In the confusion we stay with each other, happy to be together, speaking without uttering a single word. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
107:I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.  I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
108:Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
109:I am larger, better than I thought, I did not know I held so much goodness. —Walt Whitman, Song of the Open Road ~ rick-hanson, @wisdomtrove
110:I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
111:I see behind each mask that wonder a kindred soul, O the bullet could never kill what you really are, dear friend. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
112:Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
113:Re-examine all that you have been told in school, or in church or in any book. Dismiss whatever insults your soul. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
114:To behold the day-break!   The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
115:A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
116:In all people, I see myself - none more, and not one a barleycorn less; And the good or bad I say of myself, I say of them. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
117:I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen, and accrue what I hear into myself…and let sound contribute toward me. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
118: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. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
119:Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death, it is form, union, plan, it is eternal life, it is happiness. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
120: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, @wisdomtrove
121:Women sit or move to and fro, some old, some young, The young are beautiful&
122:God is a mean-spirited, pugnacious bully bent on revenge against His children for failing to live up to his impossible standards. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
123:The road to wisdom is paved with excess. The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
124:I cannot be awake, for nothing looks to me as it did before, or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
125:The great city is that which has the greatest man or woman: if it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
126:The moon gives you light, and the bugles and the drums give you music, and my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, my heart gives you love. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
127:A child said "What is the grass?" fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
128:The shallow consider liberty a release from all law, from every constraint. The wise man sees in it, on the contrary, the potent Law of Laws. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
129:I know I am deathless. No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before. I laugh at what you call dissolution, and I know the amplitude of time. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
130:In this broad earth of ours, Amid the measureless grossness and the slag, Enclosed and safe within its central heart, Nestles the seed of perfection. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
131:Oh, to be alive in such an age, when miracles are everywhere, and every inch of common air throbs a tremendous prophecy, of greater marvels yet to be. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
132:There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest expressive genius. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
133:To me the sea is a continual miracle; The fishes that swim–the rocks–the motion of the waves–the ships, with men in them, What stranger miracles are there? ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
134:Youth, large, lusty, loving - Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination? ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
135:Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter, The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
136:Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate death. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
137:Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
138:To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
139:I inhale great draught of space... the east and west are mine... and the north and south are mine... I am grandeur than I thought... I did not know i held so much goodness. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
140:Thought of equality- as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself- as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
141:In one of his poems Walt Whitman announces: It is time to explain myself – let us stand up. What is known I strip away, I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown. ~ tim-freke, @wisdomtrove
142:Now understand me well. It is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
143:Science, testing absolutely all thoughts, all works, has already burst well upon the world&
144:And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present, and can be none in the future, And I will show that whatever happens to anybody it may be turn'd to beautiful results. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
145:I say to mankind, Be not curious about God. For I, who am curious about each, am not curious about God — I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
146:Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
147:The soul is always beautiful, it appears more or it appears less, it comes or it lags behind, It comes from its embowered garden and looks pleasantly on itself and encloses the world. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
148:Wisdom is not finally tested by the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
149:My little notebooks were beginnings - they were the ground into which I dropped the seed... I would work in this way when I was out in the crowds, then put the stuff together at home. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
150:After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
151:One of Walt Whitman's best-known poems is this one: When I heard the learn'd astronomer,... . The trouble is, Whitman is talking through his hat, but the poor soul didn't know any better ~ isaac-asimov, @wisdomtrove
152:Let that which stood in front go behind, let that which was behind advance to the front, let bigots, fools, unclean persons, offer new propositions, let the old propositions be postponed. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
153:I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or anyone else. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
154: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.  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
155:It is a beautiful truth that all men contain something of the artist in them. And perhaps it is the case that the greatest artists live and die, the world and themselves alike ignorant what they possess. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
156:We consider bibles and religions divine. I do not say they are not divine. I say they have all grown out of you, and may grow out of you still. It is not they who give the life, it is you who give the life. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
157:Molecules are moving. Universes are colliding. Generations are being born and dying simultaneously, throughout eternity. As one of our great American poets, Walt Whitman, once said: "I contain multitudes." ~ frederick-lenz, @wisdomtrove
158:Books are to be called for and supplied on the assumption that the process of reading is not a half-sleep, but in the highest sense an exercise, a gymnastic struggle; that the reader is to do something for himself. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
159:You must not know too much, or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and water-craft; a certain free margin, and even vagueness - perhaps ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things…  ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
160:Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It’s not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere-on water and land. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
161:Among all the drudgery and broken dreams, what makes life worth all the fuss? The great lover of life Walt Whitman answers: That you are here – that life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. ~ tim-freke, @wisdomtrove
162:I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuffed with the stuff that is course, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine … ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
163:I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
164:A perfect writer would make words sing, dance, kiss, do the male and female act, bear children, weep, bleed, rage, stab, steal, fire cannon, steer ships, sack cities, charge with cavalry or infantry, or do anything that man or woman or the natural powers can do. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
165:Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road. Healthy, free, the world before me. The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose. Henceforth, I ask not good fortune, I myself am good fortune. Henceforth, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
166:I meet new Walt Whitmans everyday. There are a dozen of them afloat. I don’t know which Walt Whitman I am. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
167:From this hour, I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines. Going where I list, my own master, total and absolute. Listening to others, and considering well what they say. Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating. Gently but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
168: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, @wisdomtrove
169:When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand, … Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom, I am silent, I require nothing further, I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of identity beyond the grave, But I walk or sit indifferent, I am satisfied, He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
170:Why who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know nothing else but miracles, whether they be animals feeding in the fields, Or, birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring; These, with the rest, one and all, are to me, miracles. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
171:Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass; I find letters from God dropped in the street, and everyone is signed by God's name, And I leave them where they are, for I know that others will punctually come forever and ever. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
172:The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things down without deliberation – without worrying about their style – without waiting for a fit time or place. I always worked that way. I took the first scrap of paper, the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote – wrote, wrote…By writing at the instant the very heartbeat of life is caught. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
173:And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me... . And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons. And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
174:The English tourist in American literature wants above all things something different from what he has at home. For this reason the one American writer whom the English whole-heartedly admire is Walt Whitman. There, you will hear them say, is the real American undisguised. In the whole of English literature there is no figure which resembles his - among all our poetry none in the least comparable to Leaves of Grass ~ virginia-woolf, @wisdomtrove
175:Wisdom is not finally tested in schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof, Applies to all stages and objects and qualities and is content, Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things; Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
176:I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, And the tree toad is a chef-d'oeurve for the highest, And the running blackberry would adorn the parlours of heaven, And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery, And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue, And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels! ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
177:Note, to-day, an instructive, curious spectacle and conflict. Science, (twin, in its fields, of Democracy in its)—Science, testing absolutely all thoughts, all works, has already burst well upon the world—a sun, mounting, most illuminating, most glorious—surely never again to set. But against it, deeply entrench'd, holding possession, yet remains, (not only through the churches and schools, but by imaginative literature, and unregenerate poetry,) the fossil theology of the mythic-materialistic, superstitious, untaught and credulous, fable-loving, primitive ages of humanity. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
178:This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labour to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove

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1:Oh captain my captain ~ Walt Whitman,
2:I dance with the dancers. ~ Walt Whitman,
3:I sing the body electric. ~ Walt Whitman,
4:Resist much, obey little. ~ Walt Whitman,
5:To behold the day-break! ~ Walt Whitman,
6:I sing the body electric, ~ Walt Whitman,
7:Peace is always beautiful. ~ Walt Whitman,
8:When I give, I give myself ~ Walt Whitman,
9:Be curious not judgemental. ~ Walt Whitman,
10:Be curious, not judgmental. ~ Walt Whitman,
11:I loafe and invite my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
12:When I give, I give myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
13:Where the earth is, we are. ~ Walt Whitman,
14:America, too, is a prophecy. ~ Walt Whitman,
15:Be curious, not judgemental. ~ Walt Whitman,
16:I tramp a perpetual journey. ~ Walt Whitman,
17:We convince by our presence. ~ Walt Whitman,
18:Ah little recks the laborer, ~ Walt Whitman,
19:All truths wait in all things ~ Walt Whitman,
20:No dainty dolce affettuoso I. ~ Walt Whitman,
21:All truths wait in all things, ~ Walt Whitman,
22:All truths wait in all things. ~ Walt Whitman,
23:I speak the password primeval. ~ Walt Whitman,
24:Caution seldom goes far enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
25:Creeds and schools in abeyance, ~ Walt Whitman,
26:I exist as I am. That is enough ~ Walt Whitman,
27:I see great things in baseball. ~ Walt Whitman,
28:I am large, I contain multitudes ~ Walt Whitman,
29:I exist as I am. That is enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
30:I exist as I am, that is enough, ~ Walt Whitman,
31:I exist as I am, that is enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
32:The art of art... is simplicity. ~ Walt Whitman,
33:«A leitura está cheia de aromas.» ~ Walt Whitman,
34:Stand up for the Crazy and Stupid ~ Walt Whitman,
35:I and this mystery, here we stand. ~ Walt Whitman,
36:I exist as I am, that is enough... ~ Walt Whitman,
37:If you done it, it ain't bragging. ~ Walt Whitman,
38:I hate commas in the wrong places. ~ Walt Whitman,
39:What would Walt Whitman do? ~ Garth Risk Hallberg,
40:Dismiss whatever insults your soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
41:I permit to speak at every hazard, ~ Walt Whitman,
42:The beautiful uncut hair of graves. ~ Walt Whitman,
43:Do anything, but let it produce joy. ~ Walt Whitman,
44:Enough to live, enough to merely be. ~ Walt Whitman,
45:I celebrate myself, and sing myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
46:Out of the cradle endlessly rocking, ~ Walt Whitman,
47:Produce great men, the rest follows. ~ Walt Whitman,
48:We were together. I forget the rest. ~ Walt Whitman,
49:we were together. i forget the rest. ~ Walt Whitman,
50:A man can be a hero in any profession ~ Walt Whitman,
51:A word of the faith that never balks, ~ Walt Whitman,
52:I know perfectly well my own egotism. ~ Walt Whitman,
53:Many a good man I have seen go under. ~ Walt Whitman,
54:Whatever satisfies the soul is truth. ~ Walt Whitman,
55:Whoever degrades another degrades me. ~ Walt Whitman,
56:I am the man, I suffered, I was there. ~ Walt Whitman,
57:I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them, ~ Walt Whitman,
58:Simplicity is the glory of expression. ~ Walt Whitman,
59:Smile O voluptuous coolbreathed earth! ~ Walt Whitman,
60:What ever satisfies the soul is truth. ~ Walt Whitman,
61:Are you the new person drawn toward me? ~ Walt Whitman,
62:Every cubic inch of space is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
63:I love doctors and hate their medicine. ~ Walt Whitman,
64:Nothing endures but personal qualities. ~ Walt Whitman,
65:Re-examine all that you have been told. ~ Walt Whitman,
66:We convince by our presence. —WALT WHITMAN ~ Amy Cuddy,
67:We were together.
I forget the rest. ~ Walt Whitman,
68:We were together. I forget the rest.
   ~ Walt Whitman,
69:As to me,I know of nothing but miracles. ~ Walt Whitman,
70:I believe that much unseen is also here. ~ Walt Whitman,
71:Your very flesh shall be a great poem... ~ Walt Whitman,
72:And your very flesh shall be a great poem ~ Walt Whitman,
73:dash me with amorous wet, i can repay you ~ Walt Whitman,
74:Freedom: to walk free and own no superior ~ Walt Whitman,
75:Has any one supposed it lucky to be born? ~ Walt Whitman,
76:I have never read a line of Walt Whitman. ~ Mary MacLane,
77:In the faces of men and women, I see God. ~ Walt Whitman,
78:Long and long has the grass been growing, ~ Walt Whitman,
79:The female that loves unrequited sleeps, ~ Walt Whitman,
80:The real war will never get in the books. ~ Walt Whitman,
81:We convince by our presence. —WALT WHITMAN W ~ Amy Cuddy,
82:Agonies are one of my changes of garments. ~ Walt Whitman,
83:And your very flesh shall be a great poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
84:I accept reality and dare not question it. ~ Walt Whitman,
85:I wear my hat as I please, indoors or out. ~ Walt Whitman,
86:Me imperturbe, standing at ease in nature. ~ Walt Whitman,
87:Shut not your doors to me proud libraries. ~ Walt Whitman,
88:Strong and content I travel the open road. ~ Walt Whitman,
89:These are the days that must happen to you ~ Walt Whitman,
90:Your breath
falls around me
like dew ~ Walt Whitman,
91:Forsake all inhibitions, Pursue thy dreams. ~ Walt Whitman,
92:Freedom - to walk free and own no superior. ~ Walt Whitman,
93:Now, dearest comrade, lift me to your face, ~ Walt Whitman,
94:These are the days that must happen to you. ~ Walt Whitman,
95:To the garden of the world anew descending, ~ Walt Whitman,
96:Every moment of light and dark is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
97:he can make every word he speaks draw blood, ~ Walt Whitman,
98:I am not contain'd between my hat and boots. ~ Walt Whitman,
99:I refuse putting from me the best that I am. ~ Walt Whitman,
100:I see light at the end of the tunnel. ~ Walt Whitman Rostow,
101:Liberty is to be subserved, whatever occurs. ~ Walt Whitman,
102:The best writing has no lace on its sleeves. ~ Walt Whitman,
103:You will hardly know who I am or what I mean ~ Walt Whitman,
104:As for me, I know nothing else but miracles, ~ Walt Whitman,
105:I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing. ~ Walt Whitman,
106:Nothing can happen more beautiful than death. ~ Walt Whitman,
107:The work for giants...to serve well the guns! ~ Walt Whitman,
108:And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles ~ Walt Whitman,
109:it makes such difference where you read ~ Walt Whitman,
110:O amazement of things-even the least particle! ~ Walt Whitman,
111:There is no God any more divine than Yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
112:To me, every cubic inch of space is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
113:What is a man anyhow? what am I? what are you? ~ Walt Whitman,
114:And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles. ~ Walt Whitman,
115:Copulation is no more foul to me than death is. ~ Walt Whitman,
116:I am large, I contain multitudes. —WALT WHITMAN ~ Helen Fisher,
117:I am not contain'd between my hat and my boots. ~ Walt Whitman,
118:I do not seek good fortune - I am good fortune! ~ Walt Whitman,
119:I have the kiss of Walt Whitman still on my lips ~ Oscar Wilde,
120:Most works are most beautiful without ornament. ~ Walt Whitman,
121:A blade of grass is the journeywork of the stars ~ Walt Whitman,
122:If anything is sacred, the human body is sacred. ~ Walt Whitman,
123:Life is the little that is left over from dying. ~ Walt Whitman,
124:O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done. ~ Walt Whitman,
125:Sun so generous it shall be you- Leaves of Grass ~ Walt Whitman,
126:The dirtiest book of all is the expurgated book. ~ Walt Whitman,
127:Do not descend amongst professors or capitalists. ~ Walt Whitman,
128:If any thing is sacred, the human body is sacred. ~ Walt Whitman,
129:I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear. ~ Walt Whitman,
130:I swear I think there is nothing but immortality! ~ Walt Whitman,
131:Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find." ~ Walt Whitman,
132:The future is no more uncertain than the present. ~ Walt Whitman,
133:I discover myself on the verge of a usual mistake. ~ Walt Whitman,
134:I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones. ~ Walt Whitman,
135:I see behind each mask that wonder a kindred soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
136:I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable. ~ Walt Whitman,
137:I too am not a bit tamed. I too am untranslatable. ~ Walt Whitman,
138:Those who love each other shall become invincible. ~ Walt Whitman,
139:My words itch at your ears till you understand them ~ Walt Whitman,
140:¿No es la vida el desperdicio de muertes infinitas? ~ Walt Whitman,
141:O Earth, that hast no voice, confide to me a voice! ~ Walt Whitman,
142:The mother condemned for a witch and burnt with dry ~ Walt Whitman,
143:The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. ~ Walt Whitman,
144:To have great poets, there must be great audiences. ~ Walt Whitman,
145:We also ascend dazzling and tremendous as the sun, ~ Walt Whitman,
146:And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul? ~ Walt Whitman,
147:How beggarly appear arguments before a defiant deed! ~ Walt Whitman,
148:If anything is sacred,
the human body is sacred. ~ Walt Whitman,
149:I have no mockings or arguments; I witness and wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
150:I keep thinking about you every few minutes all day. ~ Walt Whitman,
151:It takes more than industry to industrialize. ~ Walt Whitman Rostow,
152:I will not descend among professors and capitalists. ~ Walt Whitman,
153:Some people are so much sunshine to the square inch. ~ Walt Whitman,
154:Give me such shows--give me the streets of Manhattan! ~ Walt Whitman,
155:I have learned that to be with those I like is enough ~ Walt Whitman,
156:O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
157:Something there is more immortal even than the stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
158:Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space. ~ Walt Whitman,
159:The habit of giving only enhances the desire to give. ~ Walt Whitman,
160:There was never any more inception than there is now, ~ Walt Whitman,
161:Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I can bear it. ~ Walt Whitman,
162:Give me such shows - give me the streets of Manhattan! ~ Walt Whitman,
163:I have learned that to be with those I like is enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
164:I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice, ~ Walt Whitman,
165:I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love. ~ Walt Whitman,
166:The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. ~ Walt Whitman,
167:Either define the moment or the moment will define you. ~ Walt Whitman,
168:If you want me again look for me under your boot soles. ~ Walt Whitman,
169:If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles. ~ Walt Whitman,
170:If you want me again, look for me under your boot-soles ~ Walt Whitman,
171:I have hardly gone and hardly wish'd to go any farther. ~ Walt Whitman,
172:Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, ~ Walt Whitman,
173:The strongest and sweetest songs yet remain to be sung. ~ Walt Whitman,
174:To have great poets,
there must be great audiences. ~ Walt Whitman,
175:A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking. ~ Walt Whitman,
176:Eravamo insieme. Tutto il resto del mondo l'ho scordato. ~ Walt Whitman,
177:However convenient this dwelling, we cannot remain here. ~ Walt Whitman,
178:I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the world. ~ Walt Whitman,
179:I will not descend among professors and capitalists.
~ Walt Whitman,
180:All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor. ~ Walt Whitman,
181:Allons! to that which is endless as it was beginningless. ~ Walt Whitman,
182:As for me, I love screaming, wrestling, boiling-hot days. ~ Walt Whitman,
183:I say you shall yet find the friend you were looking for. ~ Walt Whitman,
184:Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find."

~ Walt Whitman,
185:O America! Because you build for mankind I build for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
186:The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
187:The scent of these arm-pits is aroma finer than prayer... ~ Walt Whitman,
188:The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything. ~ Walt Whitman,
189:A great city is that which has the greatest men and women. ~ Walt Whitman,
190:And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men. ~ Walt Whitman,
191:And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves. ~ Walt Whitman,
192:Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. ~ Walt Whitman,
193:Camerado! This is no book; who touches this touches a man. ~ Walt Whitman,
194:Every hour of every day is an unspeakably perfect miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
195:I dream in my dreams all the dreams of the other dreamers. ~ Walt Whitman,
196:If America is not for freedom I do not see what it is for. ~ Walt Whitman,
197:In nothing is there more evolution than the American mind. ~ Walt Whitman,
198:Nothing can happen more beautiful than death - Walt Whitman ~ Holly Black,
199:There will never be any more perfection than there is now. ~ Walt Whitman,
200:When the materials are ready, the architects shall appear. ~ Walt Whitman,
201:From this hour, freedom! Going where I like, my own master. ~ Walt Whitman,
202:Hurrah for positive science! long live exact demonstration! ~ Walt Whitman,
203:I dote on myself. There is a lot of me and all so luscious. ~ Walt Whitman,
204:Strangle the singers who will not sing you loud and strong. ~ Walt Whitman,
205:The narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery. ~ Walt Whitman,
206:All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it. ~ Walt Whitman,
207:All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it; ~ Walt Whitman,
208:All beauty comes from beautiful blood and a beautiful brain. ~ Walt Whitman,
209:Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard. ~ Walt Whitman,
210:Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune. ~ Walt Whitman,
211:Here is not merely a nation but a teeming nation of nations. ~ Walt Whitman,
212:I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited by death. ~ Walt Whitman,
213:I speak the password primeval; I give the sign of democracy. ~ Walt Whitman,
214:People who serve you without love get even behind your back. ~ Walt Whitman,
215:To die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
216:Why should I pray? Why should I venerate and be ceremonious? ~ Walt Whitman,
217:A mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels. ~ Walt Whitman,
218:Camerado! This is no book;
Who touches this, touches a man ~ Walt Whitman,
219:From this hour, freedom! Going where I like, my own master... ~ Walt Whitman,
220:Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, ~ Walt Whitman,
221:The words of my book are nothing, the drift of it everything. ~ Walt Whitman,
222:Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
223:am integral with you, I too am of one phase and of all phases. ~ Walt Whitman,
224:Camerado! This is no book;
Who touches this, touches a man. ~ Walt Whitman,
225:O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last! ~ Walt Whitman,
226:Roaming in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is ~ Walt Whitman,
227:Thunder on! Stride on! Democracy. Strike with vengeful stroke! ~ Walt Whitman,
228:To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow, ~ Walt Whitman,
229:I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood ~ Walt Whitman,
230:O madly the sea pushes upon the land,
With love, with love. ~ Walt Whitman,
231:The clock indicates the moment—but what does eternity indicate? ~ Walt Whitman,
232:The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections. ~ Walt Whitman,
233:The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
234:By writing at the instant, the very heartbeat of life is caught. ~ Walt Whitman,
235:Every existence has its idiom, every thing and idiom and tongue. ~ Walt Whitman,
236:I do not doubt but the majest and beauty of the world are latent ~ Walt Whitman,
237:I lean and loaf at my ease... observing a spear of summer grass. ~ Walt Whitman,
238:When one reaches out to help another he touches the face of God. ~ Walt Whitman,
239:And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels. ~ Walt Whitman,
240:And as to me, I know of nothing else but miracles. WALT WHITMAN ~ Jack Kornfield,
241:Camerado, isto não é um livro,
Quem nele tocar, toca num homem ~ Walt Whitman,
242:I think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost . ~ Walt Whitman,
243:Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. ~ Walt Whitman,
244:O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning! ~ Walt Whitman,
245:The clock indicates the moment...but what does eternity indicate? ~ Walt Whitman,
246:The soul is always beautiful, it appears more or it appears less, ~ Walt Whitman,
247:And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death. ~ Walt Whitman,
248:Dearest comrades, all is over and long gone, But love is not over. ~ Walt Whitman,
249:For who but I should understand love, with all its sorrow and joy? ~ Walt Whitman,
250:Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling. ~ Walt Whitman,
251:Great is Youth--equally great is Old Age--great are Day and Night. ~ Walt Whitman,
252:I see great things in baseball. It's our game - the American game. ~ Walt Whitman,
253:Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
254:The gift is to the giver, and comes back to him . . .” —Walt Whitman ~ Seth Godin,
255:Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world. ~ Walt Whitman,
256:A great poem is no finish to a man or woman but rather a beginning. ~ Walt Whitman,
257:Charity and personal force are the only investments worth anything. ~ Walt Whitman,
258:He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher. ~ Walt Whitman,
259:I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best. ~ Walt Whitman,
260:I exist as I am, that is enough" Song of Myself by Walt Whitman ~ Penelope Douglas,
261:I will be your poet, I will be more to you than to any of the rest. ~ Walt Whitman,
262:I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked. ~ Walt Whitman,
263:Manhattan streets with their powerful throbs, with beating drums as ~ Walt Whitman,
264:The words of true poems are the tuft and final applause of science. ~ Walt Whitman,
265:David S. Reynolds. Walt Whitman. Oxford University Press: USA, 2005, ~ Stephen Cope,
266:From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines. ~ Walt Whitman,
267:I will go to the bank by the wood, and become undisguised and naked; ~ Walt Whitman,
268:Vago en un viatge perpetu. Tot avança, progressa, res no s'esfondra. ~ Walt Whitman,
269:We are the greatest power in the world. If we behave like it. ~ Walt Whitman Rostow,
270:Let your soul stand cool and composed
before a million universes. ~ Walt Whitman,
271:The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him - it cannot fail ~ Walt Whitman,
272:The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me ~ Walt Whitman,
273:And a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for each other, ~ Walt Whitman,
274:And I or you pocketless of a dime, may purchase the pick of the earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
275:Sure as Life holds all parts together, Death holds all parts together. ~ Walt Whitman,
276:The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young. ~ Walt Whitman,
277:To touch my person to some one else's is about as much as I can stand, ~ Walt Whitman,
278:But where is what I started for so long ago? And why is it yet unfound? ~ Walt Whitman,
279:Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
280:I am an acme of things accomplish'd, and I an encloser of things to be. ~ Walt Whitman,
281:I am an acme of things accomplished, and I an encloser of things to be. ~ Walt Whitman,
282:Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
283:O sight of pity, shame and dole!
O fearful thought - a convict soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
284:The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves. ~ Walt Whitman,
285:The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains of hell are with me. ~ Walt Whitman,
286:There is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheeled universe. ~ Walt Whitman,
287:A simple separate person is not contained between his hat and his boots. ~ Walt Whitman,
288:Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely. ~ Walt Whitman,
289:I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
290:The known universe has one complete lover and that is the greatest poet. ~ Walt Whitman,
291:As soon as histories are properly told there is no more need of romances. ~ Walt Whitman,
292:Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow because most full of love. ~ Walt Whitman,
293:The sum of all known value and respect, I add up in you, whoever you are. ~ Walt Whitman,
294:The truth is simple. If it was complicated, everyone would understand it. ~ Walt Whitman,
295:The whole purpose of the universe is unerringly aimed at one thing - you. ~ Walt Whitman,
296:To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
297:But where is what I started for so long ago?
And why is it yet unfound? ~ Walt Whitman,
298:Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul ~ Walt Whitman,
299:I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends. ~ Walt Whitman,
300:I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell ~ Walt Whitman,
301:Or may-be one who is puzzled at me.
As if I were not puzzled at myself! ~ Walt Whitman,
302:Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her shall I follow. ~ Walt Whitman,
303:Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves? ~ Walt Whitman,
304:31 I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars, ~ Walt Whitman,
305:Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
306:I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness. ~ Walt Whitman,
307:I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least. ~ Walt Whitman,
308:I say the whole earth and all the stars in the sky are for religion's sake. ~ Walt Whitman,
309:I sing the body that is electric! I celebrate the Self yet to be unveiled! ~ Walt Whitman,
310:morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. ~ Walt Whitman,
311:There is hardly a more admirable impulse in the human soul than patriotism. ~ Walt Whitman,
312:When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear. ~ Walt Whitman,
313:A mi juicio, el mejor gobierno es el que deja a la gente en paz” (Walt Whitman) ~ Anonymous,
314:But the people are ungrammatical, untidy, and their sins gaunt and ill-bred. ~ Walt Whitman,
315:Nunca habrá otra perfección que la de ahora. Canto a mí mismo, WALT WHITMAN ~ Deepak Chopra,
316:Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. ~ Walt Whitman,
317:Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
318:All the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any. ~ Walt Whitman,
319:A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. ~ Walt Whitman,
320:And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other. ~ Walt Whitman,
321:Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
322:Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, when I give I give myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
323:Beloved Renegade is a meditation on Walt Whitman, on tenderness, on dying. ~ Robert Gottlieb,
324:If you see a good deal remarkable in me I see just as much remarkable in you. ~ Walt Whitman,
325:Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you. ~ Walt Whitman,
326:Re-examine all that you have been told, dismiss that which insults your soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
327:Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems ~ Walt Whitman,
328:All music is is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments. ~ Walt Whitman,
329:Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost. ~ Walt Whitman,
330:Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again O Nature your primal sanities! ~ Walt Whitman,
331:He or she is greatest who contributes the greatest original practical example. ~ Walt Whitman,
332:I accept Reality and dare not question it, Materialism first and last imbuing. ~ Walt Whitman,
333:I swear I will never henceforth have to do with the faith that tells the best! ~ Walt Whitman,
334:O I see life is not short but immeasurably long"

-from "Myself and Mine ~ Walt Whitman,
335:Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
336:The Americans, like the English, probably make love worse than any other race. ~ Walt Whitman,
337:The instincts of the American people are all perfect, and tend to make heroes. ~ Walt Whitman,
338:The youth lies awake in the cedar-roof'd garret and harks to the musical rain, ~ Walt Whitman,
339:I am larger, better than I thought;
I did not know I held so much goodness. ~ Walt Whitman,
340:I swear the earth shall surely be complete to him or her who shall be complete, ~ Walt Whitman,
341:"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." ~ Walt Whitman,
342:Re-examine all that you have been told... dismiss that which insults your soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
343:The fruition of beauty is no chance of hit or miss... it is inevitable as life. ~ Walt Whitman,
344:The only purport of the form thou art, the real I myself, An image, an eidolon. ~ Walt Whitman,
345:El reloj marca los minutos…
pero ¿y la eternidad?
¿Qué marca la eternidad? ~ Walt Whitman,
346:I am he who walks the States with a barb'd tongue, questioning every one I meet, ~ Walt Whitman,
347:Their Presidents shall not be their common referee so much as their poets shall. ~ Walt Whitman,
348:Eu intreb:Cine e cel ce-a trecut inainte? Pentru eu vreau sa trec si mai inainte! ~ Walt Whitman,
349:I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person. ~ Walt Whitman,
350:I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower. ~ Walt Whitman,
351:Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
352:Soy una infinidad de cosas ya cumplidas
y una inmensidad de cosas por cumplir. ~ Walt Whitman,
353:The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual. ~ Walt Whitman,
354:Give me solitude — give me Nature — give me again, O Nature, your primal sanities! ~ Walt Whitman,
355:not I, not anyone else can travel that road for you, you must travel for yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
356:Unscrew the locks from the doors ! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs ! ~ Walt Whitman,
357:Afoot and lighthearted I take to the open road, healthy, free, the world before me. ~ Walt Whitman,
358:All is procession; the universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion. ~ Walt Whitman,
359:All truths wait in all things,/They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it ~ Walt Whitman,
360:Base-ball is our game: the American game: I connect it with our national character. ~ Walt Whitman,
361:he cleanest expression is that which finds no sphere worthy of itself and makes one ~ Walt Whitman,
362:He sees eternity in men and women, he does not see men and women as dreams or dots. ~ Walt Whitman,
363:I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name. ~ Walt Whitman,
364:Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
365:O lands! O all so dear to me - what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is. ~ Walt Whitman,
366:What do you suppose will satisfy the soul, except to walk free and own no superior? ~ Walt Whitman,
367:You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life ~ Walt Whitman,
368:And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me. ~ Walt Whitman,
369:Aquel que camina una sola legua sin amor, camina amortajado hacia su propio funeral. ~ Walt Whitman,
370:Man is about the same, in the main, whether with despotism, or whether with freedom. ~ Walt Whitman,
371:No tengo nada que ver con este sistema, ni siquiera lo necesario para oponerme a él. ~ Walt Whitman,
372:The spirit receives from the body just as much as it gives to the body, if not more. ~ Walt Whitman,
373:What beauty there is in words; what a lurking curious charm in the sound some words. ~ Walt Whitman,
374:And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero. ~ Walt Whitman,
375:Dismiss whatever insults your own soul;
And your very flesh shall be a great poem… ~ Walt Whitman,
376:Happiness, not in another place but this place...not for another hour, but this hour. ~ Walt Whitman,
377:Of all races and eras these States with veins full of poetical stuff most need poets, ~ Walt Whitman,
378:The earth remains jagged and broken only to him or her who remains jagged and broken. ~ Walt Whitman,
379:The greater the reform needed, the greater the personality you need to accomplish it. ~ Walt Whitman,
380:The poet judges not as a judge judges but as the sun falling around a helpless thing. ~ Walt Whitman,
381:Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body. ~ Walt Whitman,
382:Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. ~ Walt Whitman,
383:I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name.... ~ Walt Whitman,
384:I will You, in all, Myself, with promise to never desert you, To which I sign my name. ~ Walt Whitman,
385:Logic and sermons never convince,
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
386:Not I, not anyone else, can travel that road for you. You must travel it for yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
387:The cleanest expression is that which finds no sphere worthy of itself, and makes one. ~ Walt Whitman,
388:Unscrew the locks from the doors !
Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs ! ~ Walt Whitman,
389:whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud, ~ Walt Whitman,
390:Clear and sweet is my soul . . . . and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Lack ~ Walt Whitman,
391:I do not say these things for a dollar, or to fill up the time while I wait for a boat; ~ Walt Whitman,
392:I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you."

-from "To You ~ Walt Whitman,
393:is that the President? Then I will sleep awhile yet, for I see that these States sleep, ~ Walt Whitman,
394:NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
395:This hour I tell things in confidence/ I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you. ~ Walt Whitman,
396:This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me ~ Walt Whitman,
397:Anne Sexton knows the mind, Walt Whitman knows grass, but Emily Dickinson knows everything. ~ Matt Haig,
398:Casi no soy, pero mis versos ritman
la vida y su esplendor. Yo fui Walt Whitman. ~ Jorge Luis Borges,
399:Day by day and night by night we were together - all else has long been forgotten by me. ~ Walt Whitman,
400:Let me sing to you now, about how people turn into other things
from "Leaves of Grass ~ Walt Whitman,
401:Not one is dissatisfied . . . . not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not ~ Walt Whitman,
402:The past, the future, majesty, love - if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
403:Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,
Be not afraid of my body. ~ Walt Whitman,
404:Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me? ~ Walt Whitman,
405:I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. ~ Walt Whitman,
406:Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you,
You must travel it for yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
407:not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo, The hundred & fifty are dumb yet at Alamo. ~ Walt Whitman,
408:There can be no theory of any account unless it corroborate with the theory of the earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
409:Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. ~ Walt Whitman,
410:And as to you death, and you bitter hug of mortality . . . . it is idle to try to alarm me ~ Walt Whitman,
411:And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud. ~ Walt Whitman,
412:henceforth I will go celebrate any thing I see or am, And sing and laugh and deny nothing. ~ Walt Whitman,
413:I will You, in all, Myself, with promise to never desert you,
To which I sign my name. ~ Walt Whitman,
414:Be not ashamed women, ... You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
415:Speed on my book! spread your white sails my little bark athwart the       imperious waves, ~ Walt Whitman,
416:There's no doubt that I've deserved my enemies, but I don't think I've deserved my friends. ~ Walt Whitman,
417:An individual is as superb as a nation when he has the qualities which make a superb nation. ~ Walt Whitman,
418:But a cluster containing night's darkness and blood-dripping wounds, And psalms of the dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
419:Each of us inevitable; Each of us limitless-each of us with his or her right upon the earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
420:I act as the tongue of you, ... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened. ~ Walt Whitman,
421:Micsoda érzés: ma vagy bármelyik napon azt érezni, hogy úgy, ahogy vagyok, kielégítő vagyok! ~ Walt Whitman,
422:not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
The hundred & fifty are dumb yet at Alamo. ~ Walt Whitman,
423:Other lands have their vitality in a few, a class, but we have it in the bulk of our people. ~ Walt Whitman,
424:Praised be the fathomless universe, for life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious. ~ Walt Whitman,
425:The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it. ~ Walt Whitman,
426:The souls moving along ... are they invisible while the least atom of the stones is visible? ~ Walt Whitman,
427:Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep for the dead I loved so well. ~ Walt Whitman,
428:I dream in my dream all the dreams of the other dreamers,
And I become the other dreamers. ~ Walt Whitman,
429:Old age: The estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours into the Great Sea. ~ Walt Whitman,
430:Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth ever afterward resumes its liberty. ~ Walt Whitman,
431:Tenderly, be not impatient, (Strong is your hold O mortal flesh, Strong is your hold O love.) ~ Walt Whitman,
432:The only dance masters I could have were Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Walt Whitman and Nietzsche. ~ Isadora Duncan,
433:To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle. Every cubic inch of space is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
434:And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as         profound as any. ~ Walt Whitman,
435:Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes. ~ Walt Whitman,
436:For America, if eligible at all to downfall and ruin, is eligible within herself, not without; ~ Walt Whitman,
437:I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again / I am to see to it that I do not lose you ~ Walt Whitman,
438:I resist anything better than my own diversity, And breathe the air and leave plenty after me, ~ Walt Whitman,
439:Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever afterward resumes its liberty. ~ Walt Whitman,
440:Walt Whitman's a hell of a lot more revolutionary than any Russian poet I've ever heard of. ~ John Dos Passos,
441:I act as the tongue of you,
... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened. ~ Walt Whitman,
442:Manhattan crowds, with their turbulent musical chorus! Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me. ~ Walt Whitman,
443:Finding my occupation, poverty, notoriety, foibles, crimes, less       important than I thought, ~ Walt Whitman,
444:I do not call one greater and one smaller, that which fills it period and place is equal to any. ~ Walt Whitman,
445:My call is the call of battle- I nourish active rebellion;/ He going with me must go well armed. ~ Walt Whitman,
446:The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity. ~ Walt Whitman,
447:The President is up there in the White House for you . . . . it is not you who are here for him, ~ Walt Whitman,
448:Americans should know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls. ~ Walt Whitman,
449:And henceforth I will go celebrate any thing I see or am,
And sing and laugh and deny nothing. ~ Walt Whitman,
450:Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large -- I contain multitudes. ~ Walt Whitman,
451:I do not call one greater and one smaller, That which fills its period and place is equal to any. ~ Walt Whitman,
452:Low hangs the moon, it rose late, 
It is lagging - O I think it is heavy with love, with love. ~ Walt Whitman,
453:Now I see that there is no such thing as love unreturn'd. The pay is certain, one way or another. ~ Walt Whitman,
454:Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, As souls only understand souls. ~ Walt Whitman,
455:All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own,
Else it were time lost listening to me. ~ Walt Whitman,
456:I am enamour'd of growing out-doors, Of men that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods, ~ Walt Whitman,
457:Judging from the main portions of the history of the world, so far, justice is always in jeopardy. ~ Walt Whitman,
458:To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts. One brief house of madness and joy! ~ Walt Whitman,
459:Has any one supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, ~ Walt Whitman,
460:If the wind will not serve, take to the oars. To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle. ~ Walt Whitman,
461:There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon, that object he became. ~ Walt Whitman,
462:Uttering joyous leaves all its life without a friend a lover near,
I know very well I could not. ~ Walt Whitman,
463:Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves,
As souls only understand souls. ~ Walt Whitman,
464:The untold want, by life and land ne'er granted,
Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find. ~ Walt Whitman,
465:This isn’t my head I’ve got on now. I think this is something that used to belong to Walt Whitman. ~ Dorothy Parker,
466:He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher."


-from "Song of Myself ~ Walt Whitman,
467:What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. ~ Walt Whitman,
468:what is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. ~ Walt Whitman,
469:What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the words I have read in my life. ~ Walt Whitman,
470:Here by myself away from the clank of the world,
  Tallying and talk'd to here by tongues aromatic, ~ Walt Whitman,
471:No fumes, no ennui, no more complaints <...> and nothing exterior shall ever take command of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
472:Te, olvasó: az élet, a dicsőség, a szerelem lázában égsz, mint én,
Legyenek tehát a tiéid e dalok. ~ Walt Whitman,
473:T. S. Eliot’s Four Quartets, William Blake’s “Proverbs of Hell,” and Walt Whitman’s Song of Myself. I ~ Robin Rinaldi,
474:I think there were two great gay Americans obviously, and that was Abraham Lincoln and Walt Whitman. ~ Andrew Sullivan,
475:Out of every fruition of success, no matter what, comes forth something to make a new effort necessary. ~ Walt Whitman,
476:Quédate hoy conmigo,
vive conmigo un día y una noche
y te mostraré el origen de todos los poemas. ~ Walt Whitman,
477:the old name absorbs into me—MANNAHATTA, "the place encircled by many swift tides and sparkling waters. ~ Walt Whitman,
478:This face is a dog's snout sniffing for garbage, snakes nest in that mouth, I hear the sibilant threat. ~ Walt Whitman,
479:Walt Whitman is HOT! I mean, that guy could sound his barbaric yawps over the roofs of my world any time. ~ John Green,
480:You want to know a sure way to lose money? Buy what's popular and don't know what you are investing in. ~ Walt Whitman,
481:Happiness, not in another place but this place . . . not for another hour, but this hour. —Walt Whitman ~ Jay Crownover,
482:I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. ~ Walt Whitman,
483:I have distanced what is behind me for good reasons,
And call any thing close again when I desire it. ~ Walt Whitman,
484:In the confusion we stay with each other, happy to be together, speaking without uttering a single word. ~ Walt Whitman,
485:The President eats dirt and excrement for his daily meals, likes it and tries to force it on The States. ~ Walt Whitman,
486:I see the cliffs, glaciers, torrents, valleys of Switzerland - I mark the long winters and the isolation. ~ Walt Whitman,
487:Blind loving wrestling touch, sheath'd hooded sharp-tooth'd touch!
Did it make you ache so, leaving me? ~ Walt Whitman,
488:I always knew in my heart Walt Whitman's mind to be more like my own than any other man's living. ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins,
489:I meet new Walt Whitmans everyday. There are a dozen of them afloat. I don't know which Walt Whitman I am. ~ Walt Whitman,
490:Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us. ~ Walt Whitman,
491:Why should I be afraid to trust myself to you? I am not afraid, I have been well brought forward by you... ~ Walt Whitman,
492:Forth from the war emerging, a book I have made, The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing, ~ Walt Whitman,
493:The past and present wilt—I have fill'd them, emptied them. And proceed to fill my next fold of the future. ~ Walt Whitman,
494:Worse and worse...Can't you stand it? Are you retreating?
Is this hour with the living too dead for you? ~ Walt Whitman,
495:am larger, better than I thought, I did not know I held so much goodness. —Walt Whitman, “Song of the Open Road ~ Anonymous,
496:Great is the faith of the flush of knowledge and of the investigation of the depths of qualities and things. ~ Walt Whitman,
497:I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
  Nature without check with original energy. ~ Walt Whitman,
498:I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. ~ Walt Whitman,
499:Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies. ~ Federico Garcia Lorca,
500:There was a child went forth every day,

And the first object he looked upon, that object he became... ~ Walt Whitman,
501:Walt Whitman, he who laid end to end words never seen in each other's company before outside of a dictionary. ~ David Lodge,
502:Whoever you are, motion and reflection are especially for you, The divine ship sails the divine sea for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
503:Crezco por igual en las regiones vastas y en las estrechas, crezco por igual entren los negros y los blancos. ~ Walt Whitman,
504:Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard."

[Give me the splendid silent sun] ~ Walt Whitman,
505:I am he that walks with the tender and growing night,
I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night. ~ Walt Whitman,
506:I really love poetry. I'm a big E.E. Cummings fan and a big Walt Whitman fan, and I have a big book of poetry. ~ Mae Whitman,
507:Más allá de mis ojos está el espacio sin límites
y más allá de mis números está el tiempo sin ritmo: Dios. ~ Walt Whitman,
508:poor boy! I never knew you, Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you ~ Walt Whitman,
509:A heroic person walks at his ease through and out of that custom or precedent or authority that suits him not. ~ Walt Whitman,
510:Asszonyok ülnek vagy mennek – egyikőjük öreg, másikuk fiatal,
Szépek a fiatalok! de az öregek még szebbek! ~ Walt Whitman,
511:That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soiled world. ~ Walt Whitman,
512:The new rule shall rule as the soul rules, and as the love and justice and equality that are in the soul rule. ~ Walt Whitman,
513:O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done, / The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won ~ Walt Whitman,
514:The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections,
They scorn the best I can do to relate them. ~ Walt Whitman,
515:What will be will be well — for what is is well,
To take interest is well, and not to take interest is well. ~ Walt Whitman,
516:All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
517:Like a stone dropped into a pond, an article of that sort may spread out its concentric circles of consequences. ~ Walt Whitman,
518:Only themselves understand themselves, and the like of themselves, As Souls only understand Souls.   Walt Whitman ~ Jed McKenna,
519:I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots, ~ Walt Whitman,
520:I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots. ~ Walt Whitman,
521:My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach, with the twirl of my tongue I encompass words and volumes of words ~ Walt Whitman,
522:O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills… ~ Walt Whitman,
523: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,
524:The poet is individual—he is complete in himself: the others are as good as he; only he sees it, and they do not. ~ Walt Whitman,
525:You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here, I believe much unseen is also here ~ Walt Whitman,
526:Has any one supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. ~ Walt Whitman,
527:If he breathes into anything that was before thought small, it dilates with the grandeur and life of the universe. ~ Walt Whitman,
528:Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
529:To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all. ~ Walt Whitman,
530:Walt Whitman was right about at least one thing. You will contradict yourself. You are large. You contain multitudes. ~ Matt Haig,
531:What has miserable, inefficient Mexico...to do with the great mission of peopling the New World with a noble race? ~ Walt Whitman,
532:All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
533:I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles. ~ Walt Whitman,
534:That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
535:The past and the present wilt. I have fill’d them, emptied them,
And proceed to fill my next fold of the future. ~ Walt Whitman,
536:To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do."

Me imperturbe ~ Walt Whitman,
537:All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
538:Amikor mellém érsz, idegen, és beszélni kívánsz velem, miért ne beszélnél velem?
És miért ne beszélnék veled én? ~ Walt Whitman,
539:Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me, if I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
540:Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
541:gently turned over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my barestript heart, ~ Walt Whitman,
542:He who touches the soil of Manhattan and the pavement of New York, touches, whenever he knows or not, Walt Whitman. ~ Lewis Mumford,
543:I gotta say - if I clicked on a movie interview, and the first part was all about Walt Whitman, I'd love that article. ~ Adam McKay,
544:The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them ~ Walt Whitman,
545:Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose. ~ Walt Whitman,
546:Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?
I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. ~ Walt Whitman,
547:Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
548:Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her that it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. ~ Walt Whitman,
549:Have you not learned the most in your life from those with whom you disagreed - those who saw it differently from you? ~ Walt Whitman,
550:I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles. ~ Walt Whitman,
551:I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me,   You can do nothing and be nothing but what I will infold you. ~ Walt Whitman,
552:Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. ~ Walt Whitman,
553:The most affluent man is he that confronts all the shows he sees by equivalents out of the stronger wealth of himself. ~ Walt Whitman,
554:To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all.
~ Walt Whitman,
555:In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barley-corn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
556:O public road, I say back I am not afraid to leave you, yet I love you, you express me better than I can express myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
557:The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night,
Ya-honk he says, and sounds it down to me like an invitation. ~ Walt Whitman,
558:To know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls."

-from "Song of the Open Road ~ Walt Whitman,
559:And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, / No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before. ~ Walt Whitman,
560:In all people I see myself - none more, and not one a barleycorn less; And the good or bad I say of myself, I say of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
561:In all people I see myself, none more and not one barley-corn less,
And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
562:In al ppeople I see myself, none more and not one a barleycon less,
And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
563:I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long. ~ Walt Whitman,
564:I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look at them long and long. ~ Walt Whitman,
565:You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side...The Bending forward and backward of the rowers... ~ Walt Whitman,
566:A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman. ~ Walt Whitman,
567:Camden was originally an accident, but I shall never be sorry I was left over in Camden. It has brought me blessed returns. ~ Walt Whitman,
568:In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barley-corn less,
And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
569:Be not dishearten'd -- Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love each other shall become invincible. ~ Walt Whitman,
570:Remember my words, I may again return,
I love you, I depart from materials,
I am as one disembodied, triumphant, dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
571:Studying life, eh! Let him take care, studying human life is looking at the stars. If you look too close, there is a dazzle. ~ Walt Whitman,
572:Women sit or move to and fro, some old, some young,
The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young ~ Walt Whitman,
573:Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death, it is form, union, plan, it is eternal life, it is happiness. ~ Walt Whitman,
574:For all these new and evolutionary facts, meanings, purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable. ~ Walt Whitman,
575:I announce adhesiveness-I say it shall be limitless, unloosen'd;
I say you shall yet find the friend you were looking for. ~ Walt Whitman,
576:I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. ~ Walt Whitman,
577:Women sit or move to and fro, some old, some young, / The young are beautiful--but the old are more beautiful than the young. ~ Walt Whitman,
578:I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen, And accrue what I hear into myself...and let sound contribute toward me. ~ Walt Whitman,
579: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,
580:Be not dishearten'd -- Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet;
Those who love each other shall become invincible. ~ Walt Whitman,
581:I accept Time absolutely.
It alone is without flaw,
It alone rounds and completes all,
That mystic baffling wonder. ~ Walt Whitman,
582:I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. ~ Walt Whitman,
583:I exist as I am. THAT IS ENOUGH. If no other in the world be aware, I sit content. And if each and all be aware, I sit content. ~ Walt Whitman,
584:I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware, I sit content, And if each and all be aware, I sit content. ~ Walt Whitman,
585:[The poet] is no arguer . . . he is judgment. He judges not as the judge judges but as the sun falling around a helpless thing. ~ Walt Whitman,
586:I dote on myself...there is that lot
of me, and all so luscious.
Each moment and whatever happens
thrills me with joy. ~ Walt Whitman,
587:I visit the orchards of God and look at the spheric product
And look at quintillions ripened, and look at quintillions green. ~ Walt Whitman,
588:The earth recedes from me into the night, I saw that it was beautiful . . . . and I see that what is not the earth is beautiful. ~ Walt Whitman,
589:What stays with you latest and deepest? of curious panics, of hard-fought engagements or sieges tremendous what deepest remains? ~ Walt Whitman,
590:Zbunjuje to i užasava, kako bi me brzo ubio izlazak sunca,
Kada ne bih mogao, sada i uvek, da izazovem izlazak sunca iz sebe. ~ Walt Whitman,
591:God is a mean-spirited, pugnacious bully bent on revenge against His children for failing to live up to his impossible standards. ~ Walt Whitman,
592:I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. ~ Walt Whitman,
593:I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen,
And accrue what I hear into myself...and let sound contribute toward me. ~ Walt Whitman,
594:La hojita más pequeña de hierba nos enseña que la muerte no existe;
que si alguna vez existió, fue sólo para producir la vida. ~ Walt Whitman,
595:Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves to rustle for you, do my words refuse to glisten and rustle for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
596: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,
597:What stays with you longest and deepest? Of curious panics, of hard-fought engagements or sieges tremendous what deepest remains? ~ Walt Whitman,
598:Over the mountain growths, disease and sorrow,
An uncaught bird is ever hovering, hovering,
High in the purer, happier air. ~ Walt Whitman,
599:WOMEN sit, or move to and fro — some old, some young;
The young are beautiful — but the old are more beautiful than the young. ~ Walt Whitman,
600:Do you guess I have some intricate purpose? Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has. ~ Walt Whitman,
601:I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content. ~ Walt Whitman,
602:Suddenly, out of its stale and drowsy air, the air of slaves,
Like lightning Europe le’pt forth,
Sombre, superb and terrible. ~ Walt Whitman,
603:Human bodies are words, myriads of words; In the best poems reappears the body, man's or woman's, well-shaped,         natural, gay; ~ Walt Whitman,
604:I resist any thing better than my own diversity, Breathe the air but leave plenty after me, And am not stuck up, and am in my place. ~ Walt Whitman,
605:Se è tardi a trovarmi, insisti, se non ci sono in un posto, cerca in un altro, perché io son fermo da qualche parte ad aspettare te. ~ Walt Whitman,
606:storming, enjoying, planning, loving, cautioning, Backing and filling, appearing and disappearing, I tread day and night such roads. ~ Walt Whitman,
607:Of the human form especially it is so great it must never be made ridiculous. . . Exaggerations will be revenged in human physiology. ~ Walt Whitman,
608:O magnet-South! O glistening perfumed South! My South! O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! Good and evil! O all dear to me! ~ Walt Whitman,
609:Have you surpassed the rest? Are you the president? It doesn't matter. They will more than arrive there, every one, and still pass on. ~ Walt Whitman,
610:I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. ~ Walt Whitman,
611:I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself? ~ Walt Whitman,
612:O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do. ~ Walt Whitman,
613:The law of the past can't be eluded,
The law of the present and future cannot be eluded,
The law of the living cannot be eluded, ~ Walt Whitman,
614:Of the human form especially, it is so great it must never be made ridiculous . . . Exaggerations will be revenged in human physiology. ~ Walt Whitman,
615:Argue not concerning God,…re-examine all that you have been told at church or school or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your soul… ~ Walt Whitman,
616:I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep. ~ Walt Whitman,
617:I conn'd old times, I sat studying at the feet of the great masters, Now if eligible O that the great masters might return and study me. ~ Walt Whitman,
618:I swear I see what is better than to tell the best,
It is always to leave the best untold."

-from "A Song of the Rolling Earth ~ Walt Whitman,
619:Maybe Walt Whitman was right. We all really do contradict ourselves and contain multitudes. How do we even figure out who we really are? ~ Jenn Bennett,
620:Of all mankind the great poet is the equable man. Not in him but off from him things are grotesque or eccentric or fail of their sanity. ~ Walt Whitman,
621:O the joy of the strong-brawn'd fighter, towering in the arena in perfect condition, conscious of power, thirsting to meet his opponent. ~ Walt Whitman,
622: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. ~ Walt Whitman,
623:The road to wisdom is paved with excess. The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange. ~ Walt Whitman,
624:the study of diversity is essential for understanding how and why America became what Walt Whitman called a “teeming nation of nations. ~ Ronald Takaki,
625:I am the poet of the body
and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me
and the pains of hell are with me ~ Walt Whitman,
626:I cannot be awake, for nothing looks to me as it did before, or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep. ~ Walt Whitman,
627:The great city is that which has the greatest man or woman: if it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world. ~ Walt Whitman,
628:The moon gives you light, and the bugles and the drums give you music, and my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, my heart gives you love. ~ Walt Whitman,
629:The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it. ~ Walt Whitman,
630:Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. ~ Walt Whitman,
631:I know I am deathless…We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers, There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them. ~ Walt Whitman,
632:storming, enjoying, planning, loving, cautioning,
Backing and filling, appearing and disappearing,
I tread day and night such roads. ~ Walt Whitman,
633:...the memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment, and houses, roads, avenues are as fugitive, alas, as the years. ~ Walt Whitman,
634:There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance. ~ Walt Whitman,
635:A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. ~ Walt Whitman,
636:A writer can do nothing for men more necessary, satisfying, than just simply to reveal to them the infinite possibility of their own souls. ~ Walt Whitman,
637:Jesus, Buddha, William Blake, Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman, Mahatma Gandhi, Rabindranath Tagore, Paramahansa Yogananda, and Mother Teresa. ~ Wayne W Dyer,
638:Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable crowd is gathered, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, (what salutes of cannon and small arms! ~ Walt Whitman,
639:Vagyok, ahogy vagyok, elég ennyi,
Ha senki más nem vesz észre a világon, békén ülök,
És ha mindenki észrevesz, akkor is békén ülök. ~ Walt Whitman,
640:Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall... battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won, ~ Walt Whitman,
641:¿Por qué voy a empeñarme en que Dios sea otra cosa mejor que este día?

En cada hora hay algo de dios

y en cada minuto también. ~ Walt Whitman,
642:The present now and here, America’s busy, teeming, intricate whirl, Of aggregate and segregate for only thence releasing, To-day’s eidolons. ~ Walt Whitman,
643:I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men, I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers. ~ Walt Whitman,
644:The shallow consider liberty a release from all law, from every constraint. The wise man sees in it, on the contrary, the potent Law of Laws. ~ Walt Whitman,
645:It is only the novice in political economy who thinks it is the duty of government to make its citizens happy - government has no such office. ~ Walt Whitman,
646:What cities the light or warmth penetrates I penetrate those cities myself,
All islands to which birds wing their way I wing my way myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
647:Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit
in which they are won. ~ Walt Whitman,
648: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,
649:I heard what was said of the universe, heard it and heard it of several thousand years; it is middling well as far as it goes - but is that all? ~ Walt Whitman,
650:I heard what was said of the universe, heard it and heard it of several thousand years; it is middling well as far as it goes – but is that all? ~ Walt Whitman,
651:The road to wisdom is paved with excess.

The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange. ~ Walt Whitman,
652:A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more
than he. ~ Walt Whitman,
653:I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in intoxication. ~ Walt Whitman,
654:I swear I begin to see the meaning of these things. It is not the earth, it is not America, who is so great, it is I who am great or to be great… ~ Walt Whitman,
655:I perceive I have not really understood any thing, not a single object, and that no man ever can."

-from "As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life ~ Walt Whitman,
656:Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall,
Battles are lost in the same spirit
In which they are won ~ Walt Whitman,
657:Strange, (is it not?) that battles, martyrs, blood, even assassination should so condense - perhaps only really lastingly condense - a Nationality. ~ Walt Whitman,
658:Oh while I live, to be the ruler of life, not a slave, to meet life as a powerful conqueror, and nothing exterior to me will ever take command of me ~ Walt Whitman,
659:I know I am deathless. No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before. I laugh at what you call dissolution, and I know the amplitude of time. ~ Walt Whitman,
660:In this broad earth of ours, Amid the measureless grossness and the slag, Enclosed and safe within its central heart, Nestles the seed of perfection. ~ Walt Whitman,
661:It seems to me that everything in the light and air ought to be happy; / Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
662:Oh while I live, to be the ruler of life, not a slave, to meet life as a powerful conqueror, and nothing exterior to me will ever take command of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
663:O while I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave, To meet life as a powerful conqueror... And nothing exterior to me will ever take command of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
664:Solitary the thrush,
The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the
settlements,
Sings by himself a song.

Song of the bleeding throat! ~ Walt Whitman,
665:Oh, to be alive in such an age, when miracles are everywhere, and every inch of common air throbs a tremendous prophecy, of greater marvels yet to be. ~ Walt Whitman,
666:A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the right man were lacking. ~ Walt Whitman,
667:…but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost. The body sluggish, aged, cold, the ember left from earlier fires shall duly flame again. – Walt Whitman ~ M Todd Gallowglas,
668:There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest expressive genius. ~ Walt Whitman,
669:The shallow, as intimated, consider liberty a release from all law, from every constraint. The wise see in it, on the contrary, the potent Law of Laws. ~ Walt Whitman,
670:Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood? Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank? ~ Walt Whitman,
671:From imperfection’s murkiest cloud,
Darts always forth one ray of perfect light,
One flash of Heaven’s glory."

-from "Song of the Universal ~ Walt Whitman,
672:See ever so far, there is limitless space outside of that,
Count ever so much, there is limitless time around that."


-from "Song of Myself ~ Walt Whitman,
673:What doesn’t kill you leaves scars, ruins your lungs, dries out all your tears, leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive. ~ Walt Whitman,
674:All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it;
Did you think it was in the white or gray stone? or the lines of the arches and cornices? ~ Walt Whitman,
675:I know perfectly well my own egotism,
And know my omnivorous words, and cannot say any less,
And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
676:I will sleep no more but arise, You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you, fathomless, stirring, preparing unprecedented waves and storms. ~ Walt Whitman,
677: Know'st thou not there is but one theme for ever-enduring bards?  And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,  The making of perfect soldiers. ~ Walt Whitman,
678:Some are baffled, but that one is not--that one knows me.
Ah lover and perfect equal,
I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections. ~ Walt Whitman,
679:I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, ~ Walt Whitman,
680:I Think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost . The body sluggish, aged, cold, the ember left from earlier fires shall duly flame again. ~ Walt Whitman,
681:O the blest eyes, the happy hearts,
That see, that know the guiding thread so fine,
Along the mighty labyrinth."

-from "Song of the Universal ~ Walt Whitman,
682:Youth, large, lusty, loving -- Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination? ~ Walt Whitman,
683:am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone; I am to wait--I do not doubt I am to meet you again; I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
684:In this broad earth of ours,
Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
Nestles the seed perfection. ~ Walt Whitman,
685:And to die is different from what anyone supposed, and luckier. If no other in the world be aware I sit content, and if each and all be aware I sit content. ~ Walt Whitman,
686:Life breaks into beauty again and we realize that man may bring hell itself into the world, but that Nature ever patiently waits to be his natural paradise. ~ Walt Whitman,
687:Re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book, and dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
688:Under the specious pretext of effecting 'the happiness of the whole community,' nearly all the wrongs and intrusions of government has been carried through. ~ Walt Whitman,
689:Read poetry. Especially poetry by Emily Dickinson. It might save you. Anne Sexton knows the mind, Walt Whitman knows grass, but Emily Dickinson knows everything. ~ Matt Haig,
690:When I undertake to tell the best, I find I cannot. My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots, My breath will not be obedient to its organs, I become a dumb man. ~ Walt Whitman,
691:If you see a good deal remarkable in me I see just as much remarkable in you. Why what have you thought of yourself? Is it you then that thought yourself less? ~ Walt Whitman,
692:It is not they who give the life, it is you who give the life, Leaves are not more shed from the trees, or trees from the earth, than they are shed out of you. ~ Walt Whitman,
693:My ties and ballasts leave me - I travel - I sail - My elbows rest in the sea-gaps. I skirt the sierras. My palms cover continents - I am afoot with my vision. ~ Walt Whitman,
694:With the sentiment of the stars and moon such nights I get all the free margins and indefiniteness of music or
poetry, fused in geometry's utmost exactness. ~ Walt Whitman,
695:Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter, The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness. ~ Walt Whitman,
696:The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains of hell are with me, The first I graft and increase upon myself ... the latter I translate into a new tongue. ~ Walt Whitman,
697:And that my Soul embraces you this hour, and we affect each other without ever seeing each other, and never perhaps to see each other, is every bit as wonderful. ~ Walt Whitman,
698:Art is a luxury. It's not necessary for you to - you can work your job and you can make some money and never know who Walt Whitman was, and never read a poem. ~ Wynton Marsalis,
699:I Think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .
The body sluggish, aged, cold, the ember left from earlier fires
shall duly flame again. ~ Walt Whitman,
700:Of all sad words, of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: 'It might have been.' Let's add this thought, unto this verse: 'It might have been a great deal worse. ~ Walt Whitman,
701:To me the sea is a continual miracle; The fishes that swim - the rocks - the motion of the waves - the ships, with men in them, what stranger miracles are there? ~ Walt Whitman,
702:Viewed freely, the English language is the accretion and growth of every dialect, race, and range of time, and is both the free and compacted composition of all. ~ Walt Whitman,
703:Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate death. ~ Walt Whitman,
704:I think of few heroic actions, which cannot be traced to the artistical impulse. He who does great deeds, does them from his innate sensitiveness to moral beauty. ~ Walt Whitman,
705:The Americans of all nations at any time upon the earth have probably the fullest poetical nature. The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
706:I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man, And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of a man. ~ Walt Whitman,
707:The efflux of the soul is happiness, here is happiness,
I think it pervades the open air, waiting at all times,
Now it flows unto us, we are rightly charged. ~ Walt Whitman,
708:Of Equality--as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself--as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same. ~ Walt Whitman,
709:O the joy of my spirit--it is uncaged--it darts like lightning! It is not enough to have this globe or a certain time, I will have thousands of globes and all time. ~ Walt Whitman,
710:Walt Whitman, who worked as a nurse in the hospital wards, that the harrowing experience made one’s “little cares and difficulties” disappear “into nothing. ~ Doris Kearns Goodwin,
711:I don't know about that. I'm not a very analytical person. I have various impulses. I've often quoted Walt Whitman's phrase "I contain multitudes." I understand that. ~ Patti Smith,
712:Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, what is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. ~ Walt Whitman,
713:We all fear loneliness, madness, dying. Shakespeare and Walt Whitman, Leopardi and Hart Crane will not cure those fears. And yet these poets bring us fire and light. ~ Harold Bloom,
714: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. —WALT WHITMAN ~ Stephen Harrod Buhner,
715:For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We, the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend, Pioneers! O pioneers! ~ Walt Whitman,
716:Me celebro y me canto a mí mismo.
Y lo que yo diga ahora de mí, lo digo de ti,
porque lo que yo tengo lo tienes tú
y cada átomo de mi cuerpo es tuyo también. ~ Walt Whitman,
717:Nunca hubo más comienzo que ahora,
ni más juventud o vejez que hay ahora;
y nunca habrá más perfección que hay ahora,
ni más cielo ni infierno que hay ahora. ~ Walt Whitman,
718:O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life? ~ Walt Whitman,
719: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. ~ Walt Whitman,
720:To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy. ~ Walt Whitman,
721:I inhale great draught of space...the east and west are mine...and the north and south are mine...I am grandeur than I thought...I did not know i held so much goodness. ~ Walt Whitman,
722:I swear the earth shall surely be complete to him or her who shall be complete,
The earth remains jagged and broken only to him or her who remains jagged and broken. ~ Walt Whitman,
723:I swear the earth shall surely be complete to him or her who shall be complete;
The earth remains jagged and broken only to him or her who remains jagged and broken. ~ Walt Whitman,
724: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,
725:Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself, it provokes me forever, it says sarcastically, Walt you contain enough, why don't you let it out then? ~ Walt Whitman,
726:I have said that the soul is not more than the body, And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's-self is. ~ Walt Whitman,
727:Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, A sun-lit pasture field, with cattle and horses feeding; And haze, and vista, and the far horizon, fading away. ~ Walt Whitman,
728:When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd / And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, / I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. ~ Walt Whitman,
729:Whitman's poems present no trace of rhyme, save in a couple or so of chance instances. Parts of them, indeed, may be regarded as a warp of prose amid the weft of poetry, ~ Walt Whitman,
730:I wander all night in my vision,
Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping,
Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers... ~ Walt Whitman,
731:Mark the spirit of invention everywhere, thy rapid patents, Thy continual workshops, foundries, risen or rising, See, from their chimneys how the tall flame-fires stream. ~ Walt Whitman,
732:O the joy of my spirit--it is uncaged--it darts like lightning!
It is not enough to have this globe or a certain time,
I will have thousands of globes and all time. ~ Walt Whitman,
733:Walt Whitman was not the first to observe that we are all naked under our clothes, but he was one of the greatest, if not the first, to preach a gospel of nudity. ~ William Dean Howells,
734:America doesn't know today how proud she ought to be of her Ingersoll. ~ Walt Whitman,
735:For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We, the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend, Pioneers! O pioneers! ~ Walt Whitman,
736:Thought Of equality- as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself- as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same. ~ Walt Whitman,
737:All the past we leave behind; We debouch upon a newer, mightier world, varied world, Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march, Pioneers! O Pioneers! ~ Walt Whitman,
738:Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much? have you reckon’d the earth much? Have you practis’d so long to learn to read? Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems? ~ Walt Whitman,
739:We arrange our lives-even the best and boldest men and women that exist, just as much as the most limited-with reference to what society conventionally rules and makes right. ~ Walt Whitman,
740:Gliding o’er all, through all,Through Nature, Time, and Space,
As a ship on the waters advancing,
The voyage of the soul—not life alone,
Death, many deaths I’ll sing. ~ Walt Whitman,
741:I have said that the soul is not more than the body,
And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,
And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's-self is, ~ Walt Whitman,
742:I swear I will never mention love or death inside a house,
And I swear I never will translate myself at all, only to him or her who privately stays with me in the open air. ~ Walt Whitman,
743:Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems ~ Walt Whitman,
744: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. ~ Walt Whitman,
745:The great poets are to be known by the absence in them of tricks, and by the justification of perfect personal candor. All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor. ~ Walt Whitman,
746:In poems or in speeches I say the word or two that has got to be said, adhere to the body, step with the countless common footsteps, and remind every man and woman of something. ~ Walt Whitman,
747:Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand. ~ Walt Whitman,
748:Ah the dead to me mar not, they fit well in Nature,
They fit very well in the landscape under the trees and grass,
And along the edge of the sky in the horizon's far margin. ~ Walt Whitman,
749: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,
750:Now understand me well. It is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary. ~ Walt Whitman,
751:Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close to your ear/ I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you. ~ Walt Whitman,
752:And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present, and can be none in the future, And I will show that whatever happens to anybody it may be turned to beautiful results. ~ Walt Whitman,
753:Be not dishearten’d—Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love each other shall become invincible. —WALT WHITMAN, “Over the Carnage Rose a Prophetic Voice ~ Robert Goolrick,
754:I say to mankind, Be not curious about God. For I, who am curious about each, am not curious about God - I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least. ~ Walt Whitman,
755:Youth, Day, Old Age and Night Youth, large, lusty, loving—youth full of grace, force, fascination, Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination? ~ Walt Whitman,
756:Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love. ~ Walt Whitman,
757:I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone, I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
758:O soul, thou pleasest me—I thee;
Sailing these seas, or on the hills, or waking in the night,
Thoughts, silent thoughts, of Time, and Space, and Death, like waters flowing... ~ Walt Whitman,
759:The eager and often inconsiderate appeals of reformers and revolutionists are indispensable to counterbalance the inertia and fossilism marking so large a part of human institutions. ~ Walt Whitman,
760:My little notebooks were beginnings - they were the ground into which I dropped the seed... I would work in this way when I was out in the crowds, then put the stuff together at home. ~ Walt Whitman,
761:Somehow I have been stunned. Stand back!
Give me a little time beyond my cuffed head and slumbers
and dreams and gaping,
I discover myself on the verge of the usual mistake. ~ Walt Whitman,
762:Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams,
Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical,
I and this mystery here we stand. ~ Walt Whitman,
763:Wisdom is not finally tested by the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof. ~ Walt Whitman,
764:One of Walt Whitman's best-known poems is this one: When I heard the learn'd astronomer,.... The trouble is, Whitman is talking through his hat, but the poor soul didn't know any better ~ Isaac Asimov,
765:The myth of heaven indicates peace and night. The myth of heaven indicates the soul; The soul is always beautiful . . . it appears more or it appears less . . . it comes or lags behind, ~ Walt Whitman,
766:After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. ~ Walt Whitman,
767:Én vagyok az, akinek fáj a szerelmes szerelem;
Vonz a föld? Nem fájva vonz-e minden anyag minden anyagot?
Az én testem is így van mindennel, ami útjába kerül, vagy amit megismer. ~ Walt Whitman,
768:There is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth - but all is truth without exception; And henceforth I will go celebrate any thing I see or am, And sing and laugh and deny nothing. ~ Walt Whitman,
769:I know nothing grander, better exercise, better digestion, more positive proof of the past, the triumphant result of faith in human kind, than a well-contested American national election. ~ Walt Whitman,
770:Let that which stood in front go behind, let that which was behind advance to the front, let bigots, fools, unclean persons, offer new propositions, let the old propositions be postponed. ~ Walt Whitman,
771:The greatest poet does not moralize or make applications of morals... he knows the soul. The soul has that measureless pride which consists in never acknowledging any lessons but its own. ~ Walt Whitman,
772:The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my BARBARIC YAWP over the roofs of the world ~ Walt Whitman,
773: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 spring from the
pages into your arms... ~ Walt Whitman,
774: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 spring from the pages into your arms-decease calls me forth. ~ Walt Whitman,
775:Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from; The scent of these arm-pits is aroma finer than prayer, This head is more than churches or bibles or creeds. ~ Walt Whitman,
776:I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice, I hear all sounds running together, combined, fused, flowing, sounds of the city, sounds out of the city, sounds of the day and night. ~ Walt Whitman,
777:Have you ever loved the body of a woman?
Have you ever loved the body of a man?
Do you not see that these are exactly the same to all in all nations and all times all over the earth? ~ Walt Whitman,
778:Loafe with me on the grass—loose the stop from your throat; Not words, not music or rhyme I want—not custom or lecture, not even the best; Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. ~ Walt Whitman,
779:The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
780:Walt Whitman and Emerson are the poets who have given the world more than anyone else. Perhaps Whitman is not so widely read in England, but England never appreciates a poet until he is dead. ~ Oscar Wilde,
781:As I see my soul reflected in Nature,
As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity, beauty,
See the bent head and arms folded over the breast, the Female I see. ~ Walt Whitman,
782:O something pernicious and dread!
Something far away from a puny and pious life!
Something unproved! Something in a trance!
Something escaped from the anchorage, and driving free. ~ Walt Whitman,
783:Agonies are one of my changes of garments,
I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person,
My hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe. ~ Walt Whitman,
784:It is in the American interest to put an end to Nationhood. That is the goal in global government. America must get out of the United Nations or our sovereign Republic will not survive. ~ Walt Whitman Rostow,
785:Nunca ha habido otro comienzo que éste de ahora, ni más juventud que ésta ni mas vejez que ésta; y nunca habrá más perfección que la que tenemos ni más cielo ni más infierno que éste de ahora. ~ Walt Whitman,
786:This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labour to others, ~ Walt Whitman,
787:…as Walt Whitman once wrote, stand 'apart from the pulling and hauling…amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary… both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it all. ~ Elizabeth Gilbert,
788:Documentary is, therefore, an approach, which makes use of the artistic faculties to give vivification to fact - to use Walt Whitman's definition of the place of poetry in the modern world. ~ Beaumont Newhall,
789:I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or any one else. ~ Walt Whitman,
790:I too felt the curious abrupt questionings stir within me, In the day among crowds of people sometimes they came upon me, In my walks home late at night or as I lay in my bed they came upon me. ~ Walt Whitman,
791:THIS dust was once the Man, / Gentle, plain, just and resolute—under whose cautious hand, / Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age, / Was saved the Union of These States. ~ Walt Whitman,
792:I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or
wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
793:Omar Khayyam:     I sent my soul through the Invisible,       Some letter of that after-life to spell,     And by-and-by my soul return'd to me,       And answer'd, "I myself am Heaven and Hell. ~ Walt Whitman,
794:O you youths, Western youths,
So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,
Pioneers! O pioneers! ~ Walt Whitman,
795:Thought
Of equality- as if it harm'd me,
giving others the same chances
and rights as myself-
as if it were not indispensable
to my own rights
that others possess the same. ~ Walt Whitman,
796:Agonies are one of my changes of garments,
I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become
the wounded person,
My hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe. ~ Walt Whitman,
797:Long have you timidly waded Holding a plank by the shore, Now I will you to be a bold swimmer, To jump off in the midst of the sea, Rise again, nod to me, shout, And laughingly dash with your hair. ~ Walt Whitman,
798:Now I will do nothing but listen to accrue what I hear into this song. To let sounds contribute toward it. I hear the sound I love. The sound of the human voice. I hear all sounds running together. ~ Walt Whitman,
799: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 purports of the earth,
Each of us here as divinely as any is here. ~ Walt Whitman,
800:Human bodies are words, myriads of words, (In the best poems re-appears the body, man's or woman's, well-shaped, natural, gay, Every part able, active, receptive, without shame or the need of shame.) ~ Walt Whitman,
801:It takes courage to leave behind the world you have been taught is so important, and instead claim what is right for you. Ultimately we must, as Walt Whitman urged, “Dismiss whatever insults your soul. ~ Alan Cohen,
802:Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away. ~ Walt Whitman,
803:With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons. Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? ~ Walt Whitman,
804: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. ~ Walt Whitman,
805:After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear — what remains?”

“Nature remains. ~ Walt Whitman,
806:Sail Forth- Steer for the deep waters only. Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me. For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go. And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all. ~ Walt Whitman,
807:The Past -- the dark unfathomed retrospect! The teeming gulf --the sleepers and the shadows! The past! the infinite greatness of the past! For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past? ~ Walt Whitman,
808:There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. ~ Walt Whitman,
809:It is a beautiful truth that all men contain something of the artist in them. And perhaps it is the case that the greatest artists live and die, the world and themselves alike ignorant what they possess. ~ Walt Whitman,
810:Loafe with me on the grass—loose the stop from your throat;
Not words, not music or rhyme I want—not custom or lecture, not even the best;
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.
~ Walt Whitman,
811:Love the earth and sun and animals, Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, Stand up for the stupid and crazy, Devote your income and labor to others... And your very flesh shall be a great poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
812:The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer.
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
813:Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son, Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, No more modest than immodest. ~ Walt Whitman,
814:And as to you Corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me,
I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing,
I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons. ~ Walt Whitman,
815: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,
816:We consider bibles and religions divine I do not say they are not divine. I say they have all grown out of you, and may grow out of you still. It is not they who give the life, it is you who give the life. ~ Walt Whitman,
817:The question, O me! so sad, recurring -
What good amid these, O me, O life?
That you are here - that life
exists and identity,
that the powerful play goes on,
and you may contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
818:Molecules are moving. Universes are colliding. Generations are being born and dying simultaneously, throughout eternity. As one of our great American poets, Walt Whitman, once said: "I contain multitudes." ~ Frederick Lenz,
819:I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that is myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
820:My spirit has pass'd in compassion and determination around the whole earth. I have look'd for equals and lovers an found them ready for me in all lands, I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them ~ Walt Whitman,
821:TO FOREIGN LANDS. I heard that you ask’d for something to prove this puzzle the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy, Therefore I send you my poems that you behold in them what you wanted. ~ Walt Whitman,
822: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. ~ Walt Whitman,
823:And now I am willing to disregard burial-places and dispense with them,
And if the memorials of the dead were put up indifferently everywhere,
even in the room where I eat or sleep, I should be satisfied. ~ Walt Whitman,
824:Now understand me well--it is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary. [from "Song of the Open Road"] ~ Walt Whitman,
825:Thought

Of obedience, faith, adhesiveness;
As I stand aloof and look there is to me something profoundly
affecting in large masses of men following the lead of those who
do not believe in men. ~ Walt Whitman,
826:And as to you corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me,
I smell the white roses sweetscented and growing,
I reach to the leafy lips . . . . I reach to the polished breasts of melons. ~ Walt Whitman,
827:Now mark me well—it is provided in the essence of things, that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary.’ —WALT WHITMAN, The Open Road. ~ Winston S Churchill,
828:There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now;
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. ~ Walt Whitman,
829:Camerado, this is no book,
Who touches this touches a man,
(Is it night? are we here together alone?)
It is I you hold and who holds you,
I spring from the pages into your arms—decease calls me forth. ~ Walt Whitman,
830:Now I will do nothing but listen
to accrue what I hear into this song.
To let sounds contribute toward it.
I hear the sound I love.
The sound of the human voice.
I hear all sounds running together. ~ Walt Whitman,
831:To speak in literature with the perfect rectitude and insouciance of the movements of animals and the unimpeachable of the sentiment of trees in the woods and grass by the roadside is the flawless triumph of art. ~ Walt Whitman,
832:You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin , or even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things. ~ Walt Whitman,
833:Books are to be called for and supplied on the assumption that the process of reading is not a half-sleep, but in the highest sense an exercise, a gymnastic struggle; that the reader is to do something for himself. ~ Walt Whitman,
834:Everybody is writing, writing, writing - worst of all, writing poetry. It'd be better if the whole tribe of the scribblers - every damned one of us - were sent off somewhere with tool chests to do some honest work. ~ Walt Whitman,
835:My spirit has pass'd in compassion and determination around the whole earth.
I have look'd for equals and lovers an found them ready for me in all lands,
I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them ~ Walt Whitman,
836:Love the earth and sun and animals,
Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
Stand up for the stupid and crazy,
Devote your income and labor to others...
And your very flesh shall be a great poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
837:ONE hour to madness and joy! / O furious! O confine me not!
   (What is this that frees me so in storms? / What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?) ...
   ~ Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, One Hour to Madness and Joy,
838:THIS DUST WAS ONCE THE MAN. This dust was once the man, Gentle, plain, just and resolute, under whose cautious hand, Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age, Was saved the Union of these States. ~ Walt Whitman,
839:What blurt is this about virtue and about vice?
Evil propels me and reform of evil propels me, I stand indifferent,
My gait is no fault-finder's or rejecter's gait,
I moisten the roots of all that has grown. ~ Walt Whitman,
840:When Walt Whitman writes in seeming defiance of tradition, he needs tradition for his protection, for the butcher and the baker and the candlestick-maker grow merry over him when they meet his work by chance. ~ William Butler Yeats,
841:Where joyous full of faith, spreading white sails, She cleaves the ether mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or under many a star at night, By sailors young and old haply will I, a reminiscence of the land, be read, ~ Walt Whitman,
842:Az egyenlőségről – mintha bizony káromra volna, ha másnak is megadják ugyanazokat a lehetőségeket és jogokat, mint nekem, mintha nem volna saját jogaim nélkülözhetetlen része, hogy másnak is ugyanolyan jogai legyenek. ~ Walt Whitman,
843:I am he who walks the States with a barb'd tongue, questioning every
one I meet,
Who are you that wanted only to be told what you knew before?
Who are you that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense? ~ Walt Whitman,
844:Long have you timidly waded
Holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea,
Rise again, nod to me, shout,
And laughingly dash with your hair. ~ Walt Whitman,
845:There is no place like it, no place with an atom of its glory, pride, and exultancy. It lays its hand upon a man's bowels; he grows drunk with ecstasy; he grows young and full of glory, he feels that he can never die. ~ Walt Whitman,
846:All truths wait in all things, They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it, They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon, The insignificant is as big to me as any, (What is less or more than a touch). ~ Walt Whitman,
847:Come I should like to hear you tell me what there is in yourself that is not just as wonderful,
And I should like to hear the name of anything between Sunday morning and Saturday night that is not just as wonderful. ~ Walt Whitman,
848:Future years will never know the seething hell and the black infernal background, the countless minor scenes and interiors of the secession war; and it is best they should not. The real war will never get in the books. ~ Walt Whitman,
849:I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and Increase upon myself, the latter I translate into new tongue. ~ Walt Whitman,
850:Az engedelmességről, hűségről, ragaszkodásról;
Amint így távol állok, s elnézem, van számomra valami mélységesen megható az óriási embertömegekben, amelyek azok irányítását követik, akik nem hisznek az emberiségben. ~ Walt Whitman,
851:One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, / And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten / million years, / I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
852:The earth does not argue, Is not pathetic, has no arrangements, Does not scream, haste, persuade, threaten, promise, Makes no discriminations, has no conceivable failures, Closes nothing, refuses nothing, shuts none out. ~ Walt Whitman,
853:And I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of my own,
And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest brother of my own,
And that all the men ever born are also my brothers… and the women my sisters and lovers ~ Walt Whitman,
854:Have you learned the lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for you? Have you not learned great lessons from those who braced themselves against you, and disputed passage with you? ~ Walt Whitman,
855:have you learned the lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for you? Have you not learned great lessons from those who braced themselves against you, and disputed passage with you? ~ Walt Whitman,
856:It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall, The dark threw its patches down upon me also, The best I had done seem'd to me blank and suspicious,
My great thoughts as I supposed them, were they not in reality meagre? ~ Walt Whitman,
857:Joy, shipmate, joy! (Pleased to my soul at death I cry), Our life is closed, our life begins, The long, long anchorage we leave, The ship is clear at last, she leaps! She swiftly courses from the shore, Joy, shipmate, joy! ~ Walt Whitman,
858:Songs of myself
Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. ~ Walt Whitman,
859:These are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing or next to nothing, If they do not enclose everything they are next to nothing, ~ Walt Whitman,
860:To inspire the players, I adapted a quote from Walt Whitman and taped it on their lockers before the first game of the playoffs, against the Miami Heat. "Henceforth we seek not good fortune, we are ourselves good fortune". ~ Phil Jackson,
861:After all, the great lesson is that no special natural sights---not Alps, Niagara, Yosemite or anything else---is more grand or more beautiful than the ordinary sunrise and sunset, earth and sky, the common trees and grass. ~ Walt Whitman,
862:Amint elnéztem a szántogató földmívest,
Vagy a magot szóró magvetőt a mezőn, vagy az aratót, amint arat,
Megláttam, ó élet és halál, hasonlatosságaidat;
(Az élet, az élet a földmívelés, a halál pedig az aratás.) ~ Walt Whitman,
863:Press close, bare-bosomed Night!
Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night!
Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars!
Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!

from Strophe 21, "Song of Myself ~ Walt Whitman,
864:INCOMPOSSIBLE, adj. Unable to exist if something else exists. Two things are incompossible when the world of being has scope enough for one of them, but not enough for both - as Walt Whitman's poetry and God's mercy to man. ~ Ambrose Bierce,
865:I say no body of men are fit to make Presidents, judges and generals, unless they themselves supply the best specimens of the same; and that supplying one or two such specimens illuminates the whole body for a thousand years. ~ Walt Whitman,
866:I was in the midst of it all - saw war where war is worst - not on the battlefields, no - in the hospitals ... there I mixed with it: and now I say God damn the wars - allw ars: God damn every war: God damn 'em! God damn 'em! ~ Walt Whitman,
867:I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate
into a new tongue.
~ Walt Whitman,
868:I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
869:Slang, too, is the wholesome fermentation or eructation of those processes eternally active in language, by which froth and specks are thrown up, mostly to pass away; though occasionally to settle and permanently chrystallize. ~ Walt Whitman,
870:The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep,
The prisoner sleeps well in the prison, the runaway son sleeps,
The murderer that is to be hung next day, how does he sleep?
And the murder’d person, how does he sleep? ~ Walt Whitman,
871:Of all nations the United States with veins full of poetical stuff most need poets and will doubtless have the greatest and use them the greatest. Their Presidents shall not be their common referee so much as their poets shall. ~ Walt Whitman,
872:Soothe! soothe! soothe!
Close on its wave soothes the wave behind,
And again another behind embracing and lapping, every one close,
But my love soothes not me, not me."

-from "Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking ~ Walt Whitman,
873:Forth from the war emerging,a book I have made, the words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything, a book separate, not link'd with the rest nor felt by the intellect, but you ye untold latencies will thrill to every page. ~ Walt Whitman,
874:Remember, fear not, be candid, promulge the body and the soul, Dwell a while and pass on, be copious, temperate, chaste, magnetic, And what you effuse may then return as the seasons return, And may be just as much as the seasons. ~ Walt Whitman,
875:To the States or any of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little,/Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved,/Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city, of this earth, ever afterward resumes its liberty. ~ Walt Whitman,
876:I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber,poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys. I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel? ~ Allen Ginsberg,
877:O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you; As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me. ~ Walt Whitman,
878:So who's perfect? ... Washington had false teeth. Franklin was nearsighted. Mussolini had syphilis. Unpleasant things have been said about Walt Whitman and Oscar Wilde. Tchaikovsky had his problems, too. And Lincoln was constipated. ~ John O Hara,
879:All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch)... ~ Walt Whitman,
880:For the one I love most lay sleeping by
me under the same cover in the cool night, In the stillness in the autumn moonbeams his
face was inclined toward me, And his arm lay lightly around my breast - and that night I was happy ~ Walt Whitman,
881:I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

All seems beautiful to me.

Whoever denies me, it shall not trouble me;
Whoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed, and shall bless me. ~ Walt Whitman,
882:Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land. ~ Walt Whitman,
883:The art of art, the glory of expression, is simplicity. Nothing is better than simplicity, and the sunlight of letters is simplicity. Nothing is better than simplicity-nothing can make up for excess, or for the lack of definiteness. ~ Walt Whitman,
884:An electric chain seems to vibrate, as it were, between our brain and him or her preserved there [in a Daguerreotype] so well by the limner's cunning. Time, space, both are annihilated, and we identify the semblance with the reality. ~ Walt Whitman,
885:TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little, Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved, Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever after-ward resumes its liberty. ~ Walt Whitman,
886:It is that something in the soul which says,—Rage on, whirl on, I tread master here and everywhere; master of the spasms of the sky and of the shatter of the sea, master of nature and passion and death, and of all terror and all pain. ~ Walt Whitman,
887:Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost...
...Ample are time and space—ample the fields of Nature.
The body, sluggish, aged, cold—the embers left from earlier fires,
The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again; ~ Walt Whitman,
888:Camerado, I give you my hand!
I give you my love more precious than money,
I give you myself before preaching or law;
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
Shall we stick by each other as long as we live? ~ Walt Whitman,
889:Though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana solitary in a wide flat space,
Uttering joyous leaves all its life without a friend a lover near,
I know very well I could not."

- from "I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing ~ Walt Whitman,
890:O past! O happy life! O songs of joy!
In the air, in the woods, over fields,
Loved! loved! loved! loved! loved!
But my mate no more, no more with me!
We two together no more."

-from "Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking ~ Walt Whitman,
891:The genius of the United States is not best or most in its executives or legislatures, nor in its ambassadors or authors or colleges, or churches, or parlors, nor even in its newspapers or inventors, but always most in the common people. ~ Walt Whitman,
892:Great is life...and real and mystical...wherever and whoever, Great is death...Sure as life holds all parts together, death holds all parts together; Sure as the stars return again after they merge on the light, death is as great as life. ~ Walt Whitman,
893:What a devil art thou, Poverty! How many desires - how many aspirations after goodness and truth - how many noble thoughts, loving wishes toward our fellows, beautiful imaginings thou hast crushed under thy heel, without remorse or pause! ~ Walt Whitman,
894:The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night, Ya-honk! he says, and sounds it down to me like an invitation: The pert may suppose it meaningless, but I listen closer, I find its purpose and place up there toward the November sky. ~ Walt Whitman,
895:At times it has been doubtful to me if Emerson really knows or feels what Poetry is at its highest, as in the Bible, for instance, or Homer or Shakspeare. I see he covertly or plainly likes best superb verbal polish, or something old or odd ~ Walt Whitman,
896:Ezen a napon, ó, Lélek, csodás tükröt adok neked;
Sokáig hevert a sötétben, piszokban és ködben – De a köd eloszlott, vaksága eltűnt;
…Nézd csak, ó, Lélek! tiszta és ragyogó ez a tükör,
Híven mutatja neked a világ minden dolgát. ~ Walt Whitman,
897:The thin red jellies within you or within me, the bones and the marrow in the bones,
The exquisite realization of health;
O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only, but of the soul,
O I say now these are the soul! ~ Walt Whitman,
898:TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little,
Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved,
Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever after-ward resumes its liberty. ~ Walt Whitman,
899:A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is, any more than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. ~ Walt Whitman,
900:I have said that the soul is not more than the body
And the body not more than the soul
And nothing, not God is greater to one than one's self is
And he who walks a furlong without sympathy
Walks to is own funeral drest in shroud ~ Walt Whitman,
901: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, death and the stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
902:I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuffed with the stuff that is coarse, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine, ~ Walt Whitman,
903:I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuffed with the stuff that is course, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine. ~ Walt Whitman,
904:Have you ever thought how much is in the negative quality of nature—the negative—the simply loafing, doing nothing, worrying about nothing, living out of doors and getting fresh air, plenty of sleep—letting everything else take care of itself? ~ Walt Whitman,
905:I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste, affectionate, compassionate, fully armed; I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold, And I announce an end that shall lightly and joyfully meet its translation. ~ Walt Whitman,
906:I depart as air .... I shake my white locks at the runaway sun,
I effuse my flesh in eddies and drift it in lacy jags.
I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles. ~ Walt Whitman,
907:You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
908:O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you;
As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.
~ Walt Whitman,
909:But . . . I may as well say what I should not otherwise have said, that I always knew in my heart Walt Whitman’s mind to be more like my own than any other man’s living. As he is a very great scoundrel this is not a pleasant confession. ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins,
910:CITY OF THE WORLD (FOR ALL RACES ARE HERE, ALL THE LANDS OF THE EARTH MAKE CONTRIBUTIONS HERE), CITY OF THE SEA! CITY OF WHARVES AND STORES - CITY OF TALL FACADES OF MARBLE AND IRON! PROUD AND PASSIONATE CITY - METTLESOME, MAD, EXTRAVAGANT CITY! ~ Walt Whitman,
911:I will make the poems of materials, for I think they are to be the most         spiritual poems; And I will make the poems of my body and of mortality, For I think I shall then supply myself with the poems of my soul, and of         immortality. ~ Walt Whitman,
912:Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land. ~ Walt Whitman,
913:I say that democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, until it founds and luxuriantly grows its own forms of art, poems, schools, theology, displacing all that exists, or that has been produced anywhere in the past, under opposite influences. ~ Walt Whitman,
914:Our culture is what we did together. What did Walt Whitman represent for all of us? What was his message to us? That is an inheritance, and when we squander that inheritance we act outside. We don't know who we are; we don't know where we are. ~ Wynton Marsalis,
915: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,
916:To the States To the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little, Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved, Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever afterward resumes its liberty. ~ Walt Whitman,
917:One world is aware, and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait. WALT WHITMAN, Leaves of Grass ~ Jon Kabat Zinn,
918:Shake out carols!
Solitary here, the night's carols!
Carols of lonesome love! death's carols!
Carols under that lagging, yellow, waning moon!
O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea!
O reckless despairing carols. ~ Walt Whitman,
919:Whoever you are holding me now in hand,
Without one thing all will be useless,
I give you fair warning before you attempt me further,
I am not what you supposed, but far different."


-from "Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand ~ Walt Whitman,
920:Look down fair moon and bathe this scene, Pour softly down night’s nimbus floods on faces ghastly, swollen, purple, On the dead on their backs with arms toss’d wide, Pour down your unstinted nimbus sacred moon. —Walt Whitman Sequel to Drum-Taps ~ Michael McDowell,
921:Language is not an abstract construction of the learned, or of dictionary-makers, but is something arising out of the work, needs, ties, joys, affections, tastes, of long generations of humanity, and has its bases broad and low, close to the ground. ~ Walt Whitman,
922:Mások dicsérhetik, ami jólesik nekik;
De én, a rohanó Missouri partjairól semmit sem dicsérek a művészetben vagy bármi másban,
Amíg az nem szívta magába jól e folyó levegőjét, a nyugati préri-illatot,
És amíg mindezt ki nem leheli ismét. ~ Walt Whitman,
923:I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward. ~ Walt Whitman,
924:What Bannon and Trump have presented us with is an idea of America that's not been the traditional idea, not the Walt Whitman idea, not the George Washington, Abraham Lincoln idea, which is one of welcoming because we're the last, best hope of Earth. ~ David Brooks,
925:I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean
But I shall be good health to you nonetheless
And filter and fibre your blood. ~ Walt Whitman,
926:...of two simple men I saw today on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting of dear friends, the one to remain hung on the other's neck and passionately kissed him. While the one to depart tightly pressed the one to remain in his arms. ~ Walt Whitman,
927:Te vagy az, akit gyakran és csendben fölkeresek, hogy veled lehessek,
Amikor veled sétálok, vagy melletted ülök, vagy együtt maradok veled ugyanabban a szobában,
Keveset tudsz arról a finom, elektromos tűzről, ami a te kedvedért játszik bennem. ~ Walt Whitman,
928:I see Hermes, unsuspected, dying, well-beloved, saying to the people, "Do not weep for me, This is not my true country, I have lived banished from my true country - I now go back there, I return to the celestial sphere where every one goes in his turn." ~ Walt Whitman,
929:Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes,
That they turn from gazing up and down the road,
And forthwith cypher and show me to a cent,
Exactly the contents of one, and exactly the contents of two, and which is ahead? ~ Walt Whitman,
930:There will soon be no more priests... They may wait awhile, perhaps a generation or two, dropping off by degrees. A superior breed shall take their place. A new order shall arise and they shall be the priests of man, and every man shall be his own priest. ~ Walt Whitman,
931:Walt Whitman4, americano, uno de los bárbaros, un universo, desordenadamente carnal y sensual... comiendo, bebiendo y engendrando, no soy un sentimental... no estoy por encima de los hombres y mujeres ni vivo aparte de ellos... no más modesto que inmodesto. ~ Walt Whitman,
932:Be composed--be at ease with me--I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature, Not till the sun excludes you do I exclude you, Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves to rustle for you, do my words refuse to glisten and rustle for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
933:What is commonest and cheapest and nearest and easiest is Me, Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns, Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to my goodwill, Scattering if freely forever. ~ Walt Whitman,
934:while they
discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.

Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of
any man
hearty and clean,
Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and
none shall be
less familiar than the rest. ~ Walt Whitman,
935:You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self. ~ Walt Whitman,
936:You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, not look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books. You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, you shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
937:A Song of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms - a song of the soil of fields. A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers handle the pitch-fork; A song tasting of new wheat, and of fresh-husk'd maize. ~ Walt Whitman,
938:Say on, sayers! sing on, singers! Delve! mould! pile the words of the earth! Work on, age after age, nothing is to be lost, It may have to wait long, but it will certainly come in use, When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear. ~ Walt Whitman,
939:Poseo hilos conductores rapidísimos, ya esté quieto o en marcha. tentáculos que se apoderan de todas las cosas y las llevan intactas a través de mi ser. Cuando rozo, palpo o siento con mis dedos, soy feliz. Y tocar otro cuerpo es algo que apenas puedo resistir. ~ Walt Whitman,
940:A perfect writer would make words sing, dance, kiss, do the male and female act, bear children, weep, bleed, rage, stab, steal, fire cannon, steer ships, sack cities, charge with cavalry or infantry, or do anything that man or woman or the natural powers can do. ~ Walt Whitman,
941:Without enough wilderness America will change. Democracy, with its myriad personalities and increasing sophistication, must be fibred and vitalized by regular contact with outdoor growths - animals, trees, sun warmth and free skies - or it will dwindle and pale. ~ Walt Whitman,
942:You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.

Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
943:And these things I see suddenly, what mean they?
As if some miracle, some hand divine unseal’d my eyes,
Shadowy vast shapes smile through the air and sky,
And on the distant waves sail countless ships,
And anthems in new tongues I hear saluting me. ~ Walt Whitman,
944:In politics--just as it is in religion--some people get an idea of the necessity of believing certain things, not so much from weight of evidence, out or in,--but from mere mental and emotional set-ness: they intend believing--and that [is] all there is about it! ~ Walt Whitman,
945:The efflux of the soul is happiness, here is happiness,
I think it pervades the open air, waiting at all times,
Now it flows unto us, we are rightly charged.

Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!
Traveling with me you find what never tires. ~ Walt Whitman,
946:All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch?)”


-from "Song of Myself ~ Walt Whitman,
947:LET us twain walk aside from the rest;
Now we are together privately, do you discard ceremony,
Come! vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouchsafed to none—Tell me the whole story,
Tell me what you would not tell your brother, wife, husband, or physician. ~ Walt Whitman,
948:America means above all toleration, catholicity, welcome, freedom--a concern for Europe, for Asia, for Africa, along with its concern for America. It is something quite peculiar, hardly to be stated--evades you as the air--yet is a fact everywhere preciously present. ~ Walt Whitman,
949:I see great things in baseball. It's our game - the American game. It will take our people out-of-doors, fill them with oxygen, give them a larger physical stoicism. Tend to relieve us from being a nervous, dyspeptic set. Repair these losses, and be a blessing to us. ~ Walt Whitman,
950:This minute that comes
to me over the past
Decillions.
There is no better than it
And now. What behaves well
In the past or behaves well
To-day is not such a wonder.
The wonder is always and
Always how there can be
A mean man or an infidel. ~ Walt Whitman,
951:54. The children of the Spanish lion, said Ruben Dario, a born optimist. The children of Walt Whitman, Jose Marti, and Violeta Parra; torn apart, forgotten, in mass graves, at the bottom of the sea, the Trojan destiny of their mingled bones terrifying the survivors. ~ Roberto Bola o,
952:There's very little authentic study of the humanities remaining. My research assistant came to me two years ago saying she'd been in a seminar in which the teacher spent two hours saying that Walt Whitman was a racist. This isn't even good nonsense. It's insufferable. ~ Harold Bloom,
953:There was a child went forth everyday, And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or pity or dread, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day... or for many years or stretching cycles of years. ~ Walt Whitman,
954:What is commonest, cheapest, nearest, easiest, is Me,
Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns,
Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take
me,
Not asking the sky to come down to my good will,
Scattering it freely forever. ~ Walt Whitman,
955:Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road. Healthy, free, the world before me. The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose. Henceforth, I ask not good fortune, I myself am good fortune. Henceforth, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing. ~ Walt Whitman,
956:Allons! the road is before us!
Camerado, I give you my hand!
I give you my love more precious than money,
I give you myself before preaching or law;
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
Shall we stick by each other as long as we live? ~ Walt Whitman,
957:Keep your face always toward the sunshine everything could be worse but isn't and so we are justified in being grateful - and shadows everything could be better but isn't and so it is easy to be bitter 'unless you decide to look on the bright side will fall behind you. ~ Walt Whitman,
958:WHAT am I, after all, but a child, pleas’d with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and over;
I stand apart to hear—it never tires me.
To you, your name also;
Did you think there was nothing but two or three pronunciations in the sound of your name? ~ Walt Whitman,
959:Walt Whitman's "Leaves of Grass" is still in print. They're debating right now over Mark Twain. He's still available. Winslow Homer can still be seen. Our arts are - they're there. We got to go get them and understand that this is an important legacy for our country. ~ Wynton Marsalis,
960:The truest and greatest Poetry, (while subtly and necessarily always rhythmic, and distinguishable easily enough) can never again, in the English language, be express'd in arbitrary and rhyming metre, any more than the greatest eloquence, or the truest power and passion. ~ Walt Whitman,
961:By the way, Reb, about the singing. What gives? Walt Whitman sang the body electric. Billie Holiday sang the blues. You sang…everything. You could sing the phone book. I would call and say how are you feeling, and you’d answer, “The old gray rabbi, ain’t what he used to be… ~ Mitch Albom,
962:. . . . Shut not your doors to me proud libraries, for that which was lacking on all your well-fill’d shelves, yet needed most, I bring forth from the war emerging, a book I’ve made , the words of my book , nothing, the drift of it, everything . . . .

-Walt Whitman ~ Walt Whitman,
963:Vivas to those who have fail’d!
And to those whose war-vessels sank in the sea!
And to those themselves who sank in the sea!
And to all generals that lost engagements, and all overcome heroes!
And the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known! ~ Walt Whitman,
964:A word of faith that never balks
Here, or henceforward it is all the same to me
I accept Time absolutely

It alone is without flaw
It alone rounds and completes all
That mystic baffling wonder alone completes all
I accept Reality and dare not question it ~ Walt Whitman,
965:I look for the moment(s) in the story where the writer risked abandoning the glory of the self in favor of the possible relationship with an other. I don't ever let the market tell me what a memoir is. The first best memoir I ever read was Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. ~ Lidia Yuknavitch,
966:Walt Whitman is just an American bamboo. But LEAVES OF GRASS is immensely beautiful. Something overflowing from God has been caught by this poet. No American as far as I know, except Walt Whitman, may have touched it – that too, partially; otherwise no American has been so wise. ~ Anonymous,
967:I am he that walks with the tender and growing night; I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night. Press close barebosomed night! Press close magnetic nourishing night! Night of south winds! Night of the large few stars! Still nodding night! Mad naked summer night! Smile ~ Walt Whitman,
968:I used to thrust papers, things, into my pockets: always had a lot of reading matter about my person somewhere: on ferries, cars, anywhere, I would read, read, read: it's a good habit to get into: have you ever noticed how most people absolutely waste most all their spare time? ~ Walt Whitman,
969:The whole imaginative effort of Walt Whitman was really an effort to absorb and animate these multitudinous modern repetitions; and Walt Whitman would be quite capable of including in his lyric litany of optimism a list of the nine hundred and ninety-nine identical bathrooms. ~ G K Chesterton,
970:The earth never tires,
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first,
Nature is rude and 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. ~ Walt Whitman,
971:This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people. ~ Walt Whitman,
972:Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road.
Healthy, free, the world before me.
The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose.
Henceforth, I ask not good fortune, I myself am good fortune.
Henceforth, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing. ~ Walt Whitman,
973:Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think there is no unreturn'd love—the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was not return'd; Yet out of that, I have written these songs.) ~ Walt Whitman,
974:You have not known what you are—you have slumber’d upon yourself all your life;
Your eye-lids have been the same as closed most of the time;
What you have done returns already in mockeries;
The mockeries are not you;
Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk; ~ Walt Whitman,
975:Sea of stretch'd ground-swells,
Sea breathing broad and convulsive breaths,
Sea of the brine of life and of unshovell'd yet always-ready graves,
Howler and scooper of storms, capricious and dainty sea,
I am integral with you, I too am of one phase and of all phases.
~ Walt Whitman,
976:Lo! body and soul!--this land! Mighty Manhattan, with spires, and The sparkling and hurrying tides, and the ships; The varied and ample land,--the South And the North in the light--Ohio's shores, and flashing Missouri, And ever the far-spreading prairies, covered with grass and corn. ~ Walt Whitman,
977:Stronger Lessons Have you learn'd lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for you? Have you not learn'd great lessons from those who reject you, and brace themselves against you? or who treat you with contempt, or dispute the passage with you? ~ Walt Whitman,
978:All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments. It is not the violins and the cornets-it is not the oboe nor the beating drums, nor the score of the baritone singer singing his sweet romanza-nor that of the women's chorus; it is nearer and farther than they. ~ Walt Whitman,
979:Will you seek afar off? You surely come back at last, In things best known to you, finding the best, or as good as the best, In folks nearest to you finding the sweetest, strongest, lovingest; Happiness, knowledge, not in another place, but this place-not for another hour, but this hour. ~ Walt Whitman,
980:Man or woman, I might tell you how I like you, but cannot,
And might tell what it is in me and what it is in you, but cannot,
And might tell that pining I have, that pulse of my nights and days.
Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity,
When I give, I give myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
981:Perhaps the efforts of the true poets, founders, religions, literatures, all ages, have been, and ever will be, our time and times to come, essentially the same - to bring people back from their present strayings and sickly abstractions, to the costless, average, divine, original concrete. ~ Walt Whitman,
982:Victory, union, faith, identity, time,
The indissoluble compacts, riches, mystery,
Eternal progress, the kosmos, and the modern reports.

This, then, is life;
Here is what has come to the surface after so many throes and convulsions."


-from "Starting from Paumanok ~ Walt Whitman,
983:I get the urge to feel it, too, so when she takes her hand away, I turn her toward me and I feel the edges of New Jersey. I kiss Hoboken and Atlantic City. I kiss Newark and Trenton. I kiss Camden, and then I follow the road west, over the Walt Whitman Bridge into Pennsylvania. And I kiss home. ~ A S King,
984:Olykor aziránt is, akit szeretek, haraggal telek el, mert félek, hogy nem viszonozza áradó szerelmem,
De már úgy hiszem, nincs többé viszonzatlan szerelem, így, vagy amúgy megtérül,
(Valamikor lángolón szerettem valakit, és nem viszonozta szerelmem,
Ebből Írtam mégis e dalokat.) ~ Walt Whitman,
985:I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet. ~ Walt Whitman,
986:Sétáljunk tova ketten a többitől;
Most együtt vagyunk szemtől-szembe, hagyd abba a ceremóniát,
Jer! tedd meg nekem, amit még nem tettél meg senkinek – Mondd el nekem az egész történetet,
Mondd el nekem, amit nem mondanál el fivérednek, feleségednek, férjednek, vagy az orvosodnak. ~ Walt Whitman,
987:Lo, the unbounded sea,   On its breast a ship starting, spreading all sails, carrying even       her moonsails.   The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately—       below emulous waves press forward,   They surround the ship with shining curving motions and foam.         I ~ Walt Whitman,
988:Love-buds, put before you and within you, whoever you are, Buds to be unfolded on the old terms; If you bring the warmth of the sun to them, they will open, and bring form, color, perfume, to you; If you become the aliment and the wet, they will become flowers, fruits, tall blanches and trees. ~ Walt Whitman,
989:Ó lélek, nagynak tartod azt, ha roppant könyvek értelméig elhatolsz,
És gondolattal terhesen drámákba és elméletekbe mélyedsz?
De átérezni most felém trillázó boldogságod, kismadárka,
Mellyel tele az űr, elhagyatott szobám s a lassú délelőtt,
Ó, lélek, ez nem éppoly nagy dolog? ~ Walt Whitman,
990:Will you seek afar off? You surely come back at last,
In things best known to you finding the best or as good as the best,
In folks nearest to you finding also the sweetest and strongest and lovingest,
Happiness not in another place, but this place... not for another hour, but this hour ~ Walt Whitman,
991:Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love;
But now I think there is no unreturn'd love—the pay is certain, one way or another;
(I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was not return'd;
Yet out of that, I have written these songs.)
~ Walt Whitman,
992:The greatest poet hardly knows pettiness or triviality. If he breathes into any thing that was before thought small it dilates with the grandeur and life of the universe. He is a seer ... he is individual... he is complete in himself... the others are as good as he, only he sees it and they do not. ~ Walt Whitman,
993:Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest, Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next, Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it. ~ Walt Whitman,
994:I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning,
How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me,
And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart,
And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet. ~ Walt Whitman,
995:As Walt Whitman says, “I am sufficient as I am.” It is sufficient that I live—and am probably going to live for another few decades—and that human life exists. Viewed that way, the problem becomes amazingly simple and admits of no two answers. What can be the end of human life except the enjoyment of it? ~ Lin Yutang,
996:The smallest sprout shows there is really no death;
And if ever there was, it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
And ceas’d the moment life appear’d.

All goes onward and outward—nothing collapses;
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
997:Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty, The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes, The gentle soft-born measureless light, The miracle spreading bathing all, the fulfill'd noon, The coming eve delicious, the welcome night and the stars, Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land. ~ Walt Whitman,
998:Get comfortable with ambiguity. It’s not all laid out for you at once because it wasn’t just Walt Whitman who contained multitudes. We’re all a bundle of contradictions. Look at the chasm between what anyone says and does. Bring saying and doing together? Then you’ve got a demigod walking the earth. ~ Robert Chazz Chute,
999:Mal sirven a la libertad aquellos cuya buena intención se ve frustrada por un fracaso o dos o cualquier número de fracasos, o por la indiferencia despreocupada o la ingratitud de la gente, o por el triste espectáculo de las garras del poder, o si aparecen por el medio soldados y cañones o el código penal. ~ Walt Whitman,
1000:The American bards shall be marked for generosity and affection and for encouraging competitors… . The great poets are also to be known by the absence in them of tricks and by the justification of perfect personal candor… . How beautiful is candor! All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor. ~ Walt Whitman,
1001:Have the past struggles succeeded?
What has succeeded? yourself? your nation? Nature?
Now understand me well—it is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary."

-from "Songs of the Open Road ~ Walt Whitman,
1002:Más allá de mis ojos está el espacio sin límites y más allá de mis números está el tiempo sin ritmo: Dios. Con el tengo hecha una cita que se cumplirá. Dios está allí esperando….. esperándome hasta que llegue perfectamente vestido. El Gran Camarada, El Amante verdadero que yo busco esta allí…… ¡esperándome! ~ Walt Whitman,
1003:From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines. Going where I list, my own master, total and absolute. Listening to others, and considering well what they say. Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating. Gently but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1004:I celebrate myself," the poet Walt Whitman wrote. The thought is so delicious it is almost obscene. Imagine the joy that would come with celebrating the self — our achievements, our experiences, our existence. Imagine what it would be like to look into the mirror and say, as God taught us, "That's good. ~ Joan D Chittister,
1005:Silence? What can New York-noisy, roaring, rumbling, tumbling, bustling, story, turbulent New York-have to do with silence? Amid the universal clatter, the incessant din of business, the all swallowing vortex of the great money whirlpool-who has any, even distant, idea of the profound repose......of silence? ~ Walt Whitman,
1006:There was a distinct class of these gentlemen tramps, young men no longer young, who wouldn't settle down, who disliked polite society and the genteel conventions, but hadn't enough intelligence or enough conceit to think themselves transcendentalists or poets, in the style of Thoreau or of Walt Whitman. ~ George Santayana,
1007:If you're going to get up to Walt Whitman and Robert Frost and Langston Hughes and Sylvia Plath you've got to figure out how you put people in possession of their heritage. To do that you have to talk about how they're being taught, and the imagination of community the people who are running our government have. ~ Robert Hass,
1008:Nem az ellenségeim rontanak reám – részükről büszkeségemet nem fenyegeti kár;
De a szeretők, akiket önzetlenül szeretek, – lássátok, hogy uralkodnak rajtam!
Íme! rajtam, az erejétől megfosztotton, aki örökkön támasz nélküli és örökkön kiszolgáltatott!
A legnyomorultabban csúszkálok előttük a földön. ~ Walt Whitman,
1009:When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with such applause in the lecture room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
1010:Beyond thy lectures learn’d professor,
Beyond thy telescope or spectroscope observer keen, beyond all mathematics
...
The entities of entities, eidólons.

Unfix’d yet fix’d,
Ever shall be, ever have been and are, Sweeping the present to the infinite future,
Eidólons, eidólons, eidólons. ~ Walt Whitman,
1011:Great is language . . . . it is the mightiest of the sciences,
It is the fulness and color and form and diversity of the earth . . . . and of men and women . . . . and of all qualities and processes;
It is greater than wealth . . . . it is greater than buildings or ships or religions or paintings or music. ~ Walt Whitman,
1012:I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from, The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds. ~ Walt Whitman,
1013:O joy of suffering! To struggle against great odds! to meet enemies undaunted! To be entirely alone with them! to find how much one can stand! To look strife, torture, prison, popular odium, death, face to face! To mount the scaffold! to advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance! To be indeed a God! ~ Walt Whitman,
1014:If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good help to you nevertheless
And filter and fiber your blood.
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop some where waiting for you ~ Walt Whitman,
1015:Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,
Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary,
Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest,
Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next,
Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it. ~ Walt Whitman,
1016:O, to be a ruler of life-- not a slave, To meet life as a powerful conqueror, No fumes-- no ennui-- no more complaints or scornful criticisms. O me repellent and ugly, O to these proud laws of the air, the water and the ground, proving my interior Soul impregnable, And nothing exterior shall ever take command of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1017:[...] Si em vols tornar a veure, busca'm sota les soles de les teves sabates. Amb prou feines sabràs qui sóc o què significo, però igualment et faré bé, a tu [...]. Si no aconsegueixes arribar a mi a la primera, no defalleixis, si no em trobes en un indret, prova-ho en un altre. M'he aturat en algun lloc, i t'espero. ~ Walt Whitman,
1018:I think Walt Whitman went to the help wanted section and found a squib that said "Wanted: National Poet." And he was innocent enough to believe there really was such a job. And if he could just write a poem that incorporated everything he felt and suspected and hoped for from America that he would have the position. ~ Allan Gurganus,
1019:The process of reading is not a half sleep, but in the highest sense, an exercise, a gymnast's struggle: that the reader is to do something for him or herself, must be on the alert, just construct indeed the poem, argument, history, metaphysical essay--the text furnishing the hints, the clue, the start, the framework. ~ Walt Whitman,
1020:All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch?)
Logic and sermons never convince,
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
1021: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,
1022:I dreamed in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth; I dreamed that was the new City of Friends; Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love—it led the rest; It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city, And in all their looks and words. ~ Walt Whitman,
1023:The purpose of democracy - supplanting old belief in the necessary absoluteness of establish'd dynastic rulership, temporal, ecclesiastical, and scholastic, as furnishing the only security against chaos, crime, and ignorance - is, through many transmigrations, and amid endless ridicules, arguments, and ostensible failures ~ Walt Whitman,
1024:There's a man in the world who is never turned down, whatever he chances to stray; he gets the glad hand in the populous town, or out where the farmers makes hay; he's greeted with pleasure on deserts of sand, and deep in the aisles of the woods; wherever he goes there's a welcoming hand-he's the man who delivers the goods. ~ Walt Whitman,
1025: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,
1026:The land and sea, the animals, fishes, and birds, the sky of heaven and the orbs, the forests, mountains, and rivers, are not small themes … but folks expect of the poet to indicate more than the beauty and dignity which always attach to dumb real objects … they expect him to indicate the path between reality and their souls. ~ Walt Whitman,
1027:Write about winter in the summer. Describe Norway as Ibsen did, from a desk in Italy; describe Dublin as James Joyce did, from a desk in Paris. Willa Cather wrote her prairie novels in New York City; Mark Twain wrote Huckleberry Finn in Hartford, Connecticut. Recently, scholars learned that Walt Whitman rarely left his room. ~ Annie Dillard,
1028:That's beautiful: the hurrah game! well — it's our game: that's the chief fact in connection with it: America's game: has the snap, go fling, of the American atmosphere — belongs as much to our institutions, fits into them as significantly, as our constitutions, laws: is just as important in the sum total of our historic life. ~ Walt Whitman,
1029:All music is what awakes within us
when we are reminded by the instruments;
It is not the violins or the clarinets -
It is not the beating of the drums -
Nor the score of the baritone singing
his sweet romanza; not that of the men's chorus,
Nor that of the women's chorus -
It is nearer and farther than they ~ Walt Whitman,
1030:I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise,
Regardless of others, ever regardful of others,
Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man,
Stuffed with the stuff that is course, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine, one of the nation, of many nations, the smallest the same and the the largest ~ Walt Whitman,
1031:I cannot too often repeat that Democracy is a word the real gist of which still sleeps, quite unawakened, notwithstanding the resonance and the many angry tempests out of which its syllables have come, from pen or tongue. It is a great word, whose history, I suppose, remains unwritten because that history has yet to be enacted. ~ Walt Whitman,
1032:We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. So medicine, law, business, engineering... these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love... these are what we stay alive for. ~ Walt Whitman,
1033:Beautiful dripping fragments—the negligent list of one after another, as I happen to call them to me, or think of them,
The real poems, (what we call poems being merely pictures,)
The poems of the privacy of the night, and of men like me,
This poem, drooping shy and unseen, that I always carry, and that all men carry ~ Walt Whitman,
1034:I dream'd in a dream I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the
whole of the rest of the earth,
I dream'd that was the new city of Friends,
Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love, it led the rest,
It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city,
And in all their looks and words. ~ Walt Whitman,
1035:My rule has been, so far as I could have any rule (I could have no cast-iron rule) - my rule has been, to write what I have to say the best way I can - then lay it aside - taking it up again after some time and reading it afresh - the mind new to it. If there's no jar in the new reading, well and good - that's sufficient for me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1036:O baffled, baulked, bent to the very earth, Oppressed with myself that I have dared to open my mouth, Aware now that, amid all the blab whose echoes recoil upon me, I have not once had the least idea who or what I am, But that before all my insolent poems, the real ME stands yet untouched, untold, altogether unreached, Withdrawn ~ Walt Whitman,
1037:I believe in the flesh and the appetites;
Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch’d from;
The scent of these arm-pits, aroma finer than prayer;
This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds. ~ Walt Whitman,
1038:In the evening, when everything is tired and quiet, I sit with Walt Whitman by the rose beds and listen to what that lonely and beautiful spirit has to tell me of night, sleep, death, and the stars. This dusky, silent hour is his; and this is the time when I can best hear the beatings of that most tender and generous heart. ~ Elizabeth von Arnim,
1039:Re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body. ~ Walt Whitman,
1040:Poetic style, when address'd to the Soul, is less definite form, outline, sculpture, and becomes vista, music, half-tints, and even less than half- tints. True, it may be architecture; but again it may be the forest wild-wood, or the best effects thereof, at twilight, the waving oaks and cedars in the wind, and the impalpable odor. ~ Walt Whitman,
1041:Like one that had a Star Wars Storm Trooper face on it and next to that “I had friends on that Death Star.” And another one that said, “The gene pool could use a little chlorine.” And another that said, “Contrary to belief, no one owes you anything.” Then there were the random quotes, like Walt Whitman’s “Resist much. Obey little. ~ Kristen Ashley,
1042:I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runway sun, I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love. If you want me again look for me under your boot soles. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you ~ Walt Whitman,
1043:I have heard what the talkers were talking . . . . the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now; And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. ~ Walt Whitman,
1044:O captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done. The ship has weather'd every wrack The prize we sought is won The port is near, the bells I hear The people all exulting While follow eyes, the steady keel The vessel grim and daring But Heart! Heart! Heart! O the bleeding drops of red Where on the deck my captain lies Fallen cold and dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
1045:To a Certain Cantatrice     Here, take this gift,   I was reserving it for some hero, speaker, or general,   One who should serve the good old cause, the great idea, the       progress and freedom of the race,   Some brave confronter of despots, some daring rebel;   But I see that what I was reserving belongs to you just as much as to any. ~ Walt Whitman,
1046:The city sleeps and the country sleeps, the living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, the old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; and these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, and such as it is to be of these more or less I am, and of these one and all I weave the song of myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1047:Whoever degrades another degrades me,
And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.
Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current
and index.
I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy,
By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their
counterpart of on the same terms. ~ Walt Whitman,
1048:America has its purpose: it must serve that purpose to the end: I look upon the future as certain: our people will in the end read all these lessons right: America will stand opposed to everything which means restriction--stand against all policies of exclusion: accept Irish, Chinese--knowing it must not question the logic of its hospitality. ~ Walt Whitman,
1049:I went through a very hairy period. I had a movie where I was going to play Walt Whitman that fell through. At the time, I had grown this huge beard and very long hair. But then, the movie got canceled, I had some other parts, and I currently have very short hair. So, when I look in the mirror, I don't know who I am exactly. It's interesting. ~ Jeff Bridges,
1050:More and more too, the old name absorbs into me. Mannahatta, 'the place encircled by many swift tides and sparkling waters.' How fit a name for America's great democratic island city! The word itself, how beautiful! how aboriginal! how it seems to rise with tall spires, glistening in sunshine, with such New World atmosphere, vista and action! ~ Walt Whitman,
1051:Walt Whitman, who ardently followed the Overland Campaign: “When did [Grant] ever turn back? He was not that sort; he could no more turn back than time! . . . Grant was one of the inevitables; he always arrived; he was invincible as a law: he never bragged—often seemed about to be defeated when he was in fact on the eve of a tremendous victory ~ Ron Chernow,
1052:You sea! I resign myself to you also-
I guess what you mean,
I behold from the beach your crooked fingers,
I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me.
We must have a turn together,
I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,
Cushion me soft, rock me billowy drowse,
Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1053:Both In and Out of the Game   Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest, Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next, Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.   Walt Whitman ~ Jed McKenna,
1054:I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
1055:Beginning my studies the first step pleas'd me so much, The mere fact consciousness, these forms, the power of motion, The least insect or animal, the senses, eyesight, love, The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much, I have hardly gone and hardly wish'd to go any farther, But stop and loiter all the time to sing it in ecstatic songs. ~ Walt Whitman,
1056:I swear to you the architects shall appear without fall, I swear to you they will understand you and justify you, The greatest among them shall be he who best knows you, and encloses all and is faithful to all, He and the rest shall not forget you, they shall perceive that you are not an iota less than they, You shall be fully glorified in them. ~ Walt Whitman,
1057:HAVE you learned lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for you?
Have you not learned the great lessons of those who rejected you, and braced themselves against   you? or who treated you with contempt, or  disputed the passage with you?
Have you had no practice to receive opponents when they come? ~ Walt Whitman,
1058:We consider bibles and religions divine—I do not say they are not divine,
I say they have all grown out of you, and may grow out of you still,
It is not they who give the life, it is you who give the life,
Leaves are not more shed from the trees, or trees from the earth, than they are shed out of you."

-from "A Song of Occupations ~ Walt Whitman,
1059:It is with America as it is with nature: I believe our institutions can digest, absorb, all elements, good and bad, godlike or devilish, that come along: it seems impossible for nature to fail to make good in the processes peculiar to her: in the same way it is impossible for America to fail to turn the worst luck into best--curses into blessings. ~ Walt Whitman,
1060:Our leading men are not of much account and never have been, but the average of the people is immense, beyond all history. Sometimes I think in all departments, literature and art included, that will be the way our superiority will exhibit itself. We will not have great individuals or great leaders, but a great average bulk, unprecedentedly great. ~ Walt Whitman,
1061:Poets 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! for you must justify me. 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. ~ Walt Whitman,
1062:Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love. ~ Walt Whitman,
1063:and I am sure that food is much more generally entertaining than scenery.  Do you give in, as Walt Whitman would say, that you are any the less immortal for that?  The true materialism is to be ashamed of what we are.  To detect the flavour of an olive is no less a piece of human perfection than to find beauty in the colours of the sunset. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson,
1064:I have no chair, no church, no philosophy, I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange, But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll, My left hand hooking you round the waist, My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road. Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1065:When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand, … Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom, I am silent, I require nothing further, I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of identity beyond the grave, But I walk or sit indifferent, I am satisfied, He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1066:If there were nothing else of Abraham Lincoln for history to stamp him with, it is enough to send him with his wreath to the memory of all future time, that he endured that hour, that day, bitterer than gall - indeed a crucifixion day - that it did not conquer him - that he unflinchingly stemmed it, and resolved to lift himself and the Union out of it. ~ Walt Whitman,
1067:Quédate hoy conmigo, vive conmigo un día y una noche y te mostraré el origen de todos los poemas. Tendrás entonces todo cuanto hay de grande en la Tierra y en el Sol (existen además millones de soles más allá) y nada tomarás ya nunca de segunda ni de tercera mano, ni mirarás más por los ojos de los muertos, ni te nutrirás con el espectro de los libros. ~ Walt Whitman,
1068:If you are a student, be also a student of the body ... realizing that a broad chest, a muscular pair of arms, and two sinewy legs, will be just as much credit to you, and stand you in hand through your future life, equally with your geometry, your history, your classics, your law, medicine, or divinity. Let nothing divert you from your duty to your body ~ Walt Whitman,
1069:The city sleeps and the country sleeps,
The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time,
The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife;
And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them,
And such as it is to be of these more or less I am,
And of these one and all I weave the song of myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1070:To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, every inch of space is a miracle, every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same, every cubic foot of the interior swarms with the same; every spear of grass-the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all that concerns them, all these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles. ~ Walt Whitman,
1071:Midőn az orgona utólszor virult házunk előtt a kertben,
S a nagy csillag korán lehanyatlott a nyugati égről az éjbe,
Gyászoltam, és mindig gyászolok én, amint a tavasz visszatér.

Ó, örökkön visszatérő tavasz! Te elhozod nékem e hármast:
A minden évben kivirágzó orgonát, a lehanyatló csillagot nyugaton,
És emlékét annak, kit szeretek. ~ Walt Whitman,
1072:Sem munkát-megtakarító gépet nem alkottam,
Sem felfedezésem nincsen,
Sem gazdag örökséget nem hagyok kórház, vagy könyvtár alapítására,
Sem bátor tettek emlékét Amerika szolgálatában,
Sem szellemi, sem irodalmi sikert, sem könyvet a könyves-polc számára,
Csupán a levegőben hullámzó néhány dalom marad itt,
Társaknak és szerelmeseknek. ~ Walt Whitman,
1073:Songs of myself
I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate
into new tongue.

I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,.. ~ Walt Whitman,
1074:You have not known what you are - you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life; Your eye-lids have been the same as closed most of the time; What you have done returns already in mockeries; Your thrift, knowledge, prayers, if they do not return in mockeries, what is their return? The mockeries are not you; Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk. ~ Walt Whitman,
1075:The city sleeps and the country sleeps,
The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time,
The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband
sleeps by his wife;
And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them,
And such as it is to be of these more or less I am,
And of these one and all I weave the song of myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1076:Did you, too, O friend, suppose democracy was only for elections, for politics, and for a party name? I say democracy is only of use there that it may pass on and come to its flower and fruit in manners, in the highest forms of interaction between people, and their beliefs - in religion, literature, colleges and schools- democracy in all public and private life. ~ Walt Whitman,
1077:I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that is myself,
And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years,
I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
1078:We carry our fresh air with us, wherever we go. He who has it, has it anywhere—nothing can rob him of it. I find in all characters that live close to nature, capriciousness, variability—they seem to pattern after nature’s higher rules. The children are that way, and dogs, cats—not but that their perceptions, intuitions, are keen enough, but with the capricious, too. ~ Walt Whitman,
1079:I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough, To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough, To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment—what is this, then? I do not ask any more delight—I swim in it, as in a sea. ~ Walt Whitman,
1080:After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains; to bring out from their torpid recesses, the affinities of a man or woman with the open air, the trees, fields, the changes of seasons — the sun by day and the stars of heaven by night. ~ Walt Whitman,
1081:If the United States haven't grown poets, on any scale of grandeur, it is certain that they import, print, and read more poetry than any equal number of people elsewhere -- probably more than the rest of the world combined. Poetry (like a grand personality) is a growth of many generations -- many rare combinations. To have great poets, there must be great audiences too. ~ Walt Whitman,
1082:The Dutchman voyages home, and the Scotchman and Welchman voyage home . . . and the native of the Mediterranean voyages home; To every port of England and France and Spain enter wellfilled ships; The Swiss foots it toward his hills . . . the Prussian goes his way, and the Hungarian his way, and the Pole goes his way, The Swede returns, and the Dane and Norwegian return. ~ Walt Whitman,
1083:You have not known what you are--you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life;
Your eye-lids have been the same as closed most of the time;
What you have done returns already in mockeries;
Your thrift, knowledge, prayers, if they do not return in mockeries, what is their return?
The mockeries are not you;
Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk; ~ Walt Whitman,
1084:O captain! My Captain!
Our fearful trip is done.
The ship has weather'd every wrack
The prize we sought is won
The port is near, the bells I hear
The people all exulting
While follow eyes, the steady keel
The vessel grim and daring
But Heart! Heart! Heart!
O the bleeding drops of red
Where on the deck my captain lies
Fallen cold and dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
1085:Why who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know nothing else but miracles, whether they be animals feeding in the fields, Or, birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring; These, with the rest, one and all, are to me, miracles. ~ Walt Whitman,
1086:Shut not your doors to me proud libraries,   For that which was lacking on all your well-fill'd shelves, yet       needed most, I bring,   Forth from the war emerging, a book I have made,   The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing,   A book separate, not link'd with the rest nor felt by the intellect,   But you ye untold latencies will thrill to every page. ~ Walt Whitman,
1087:Whoever you are! motion and reflection are especially for you, The divine ship sails the divine sea for you. Whoever you are! you are he or she for whom the earth is solid or liquid, You are he or she for whom the sun and moon hang in the sky, For none more than you are the present and the past, For none more than you is immortality. —WALT WHITMAN, “A SONG OF THE ROLLING EARTH ~ Rolf Potts,
1088:After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear — what remains? Nature remains; to bring out from their torpid recesses, the affinities of a man or woman with the open air, the trees, fields, the changes of seasons — the sun by day and the stars of heaven by night. ~ Walt Whitman,
1089:re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book, and dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body.

[From the preface to Leaves Grass] ~ Walt Whitman,
1090:Song of Myself
I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the
beginning and the end,
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. ~ Walt Whitman,
1091:When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while
holding me by the hand, …
Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom, I am
silent, I require nothing further,
I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of
identity beyond the grave,
But I walk or sit indifferent, I am satisfied,
He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1092:Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass; I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every one is signed by God's name, And I leave them where they are, for I know that others will punctually come forever and ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1093:As to scenery (giving my own thought and feeling), while I know the standard claim is that Yosemite, Niagara Falls, the Upper Yellowstone and the like afford the greatest natural shows, I am not so sure but the prairies and plains, while less stunning at first sight, last longer, fill the esthetic sense fuller, precede all the rest, and make North America's characteristic landscape. ~ Walt Whitman,
1094:I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment—what is this, then?
I do not ask any more delight—I swim in it, as in a sea. ~ Walt Whitman,
1095:Exact science and its practical movements are no checks on the greatest poet, but always his encouragement and support ... The sailor and traveller, the anatomist, chemist, astronomer, geologist, phrenologist, spiritualist, mathematician, historian and lexicographer are not poets, but they are the lawgivers of poets and their construction underlies the structure of every perfect poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
1096: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.

Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and laughingly dash with your hair. ~ Walt Whitman,
1097:Political democracy, as it exists and practically works in America, with all its threatening evils, supplies a training-school for making first-class men. It is life's gymnasium, not of good only, but of all. We try often, though we fall back often. A brave delight, fit for freedom's athletes, fills these arenas, and fully satisfies, out of the action in them, irrespective of success. ~ Walt Whitman,
1098:The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things down without deliberation – without worrying about their style – without waiting for a fit time or place. I always worked that way. I took the first scrap of paper, the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote – wrote, wrote…By writing at the instant the very heartbeat of life is caught. ~ Walt Whitman,
1099:Do you guess I have some intricate purpose?
Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has.

Do you take it I would astonish?
Does the daylight astonish? does the early redstart twittering through the woods?
Do I astonish more than they?

This hour I tell things in confidence,
I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1100:In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings, Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green, with many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love, With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the dooryard, With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green, A sprig with its flower I break. ~ Walt Whitman,
1101:Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass;
I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every one is signed by God's name,
And I leave them where they are,
for I know that others will punctually come forever and ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1102:My respiration and inspiration...the beating of my heart...the passing of blood and air through my lungs, the sniff of green leaves and dry leaves and of the short and dark colored sea-rocks and of hay in the barn...the delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hillsides, the feeling of health...the full moon trill...the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. ~ Walt Whitman,
1103:What do you seek, so pensive and silent? What do you need, Camerado? Dear son! do you think it is love? Listen, dear son—listen, America, daughter or son! It is a painful thing to love a man or woman to excess—and yet it satisfies—it is great; But there is something else very great—it makes the whole coincide; It, magnificent, beyond materials, with continuous hands, sweeps and provides for all. ~ Walt Whitman,
1104:I see the President almost every day. I see very plainly Abraham Lincoln's dark brown face with its deep-cut lines, the eyes always to me with a deep latent sadness in the expression. None of the artists or pictures has caught the deep, though subtle and indirect expression of this man's face. There is something else there. One of the great portrait painters of two or three centuries ago is needed. ~ Walt Whitman,
1105:When I read the book, the biography famous,
And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man’s life?
And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life?
(As if any man really knew aught my life,
Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of my real life,
Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections
I seek for my own use to trace out here.) ~ Walt Whitman,
1106:And now it [grass] seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves,

Tenderly will I use you curling grass,
It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
It may be if I had known them I would have loved them,
It may be you from old people, or from offspring taken soon out of their
mother's laps,
And here you are the mothers' laps."

- Song of Myself: 6 ~ Walt Whitman,
1107:To quote from Whitman, 'O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?' Answer. That you are here — that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be? ~ Walt Whitman,
1108:Sex contains all, Bodies, Souls, meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies, results, promulgations, Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal milk; All hopes, benefactions, bestowals, All the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the earth, All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of the earth, These are contain'd in sex, as parts of itself, and justifications of itself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1109:The sum of all known value and respect I add up in you whoever you are; The President is up there in the White House for you . . . it is not you who are here for him, The Secretaries act in their bureaus for you . . . not you here for them, The Congress convenes every December for you, Laws, courts, the forming of states, the charters of cities, the going and coming of commerce and mails are all for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1110:I sing the Equalities, modern or old,
I sing the endless finales of things;
I say Nature continues—Glory continues;
I praise with electric voice;
For I do not see one imperfection in the universe;
And I do not see one cause or result lamentable at last in the universe.

O setting sun! though the time has come,
I still warble under you, if none else does, unmitigated adoration. ~ Walt Whitman,
1111:And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.... And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons. And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before. ~ Walt Whitman,
1112:And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present, and can be none in the future, And I will show that whatever happens to anybody it may be turn'd to beautiful results, And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death, And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are compact, And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any. ~ Walt Whitman,
1113:With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums,
I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for
conquer'd and slain persons.

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in
which they are won.

I beat and pound for the dead,
I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them. ~ Walt Whitman,
1114:Örömmel fogadom el, amit ajándékoztok nekem,
Kevéske élelmet, kunyhót és kertet, kis pénzt, amikor légyottozok verseimmel,
Vendégszobát és reggelit, amikor bejárom az Államokat – miért volnának szégyenemre ezek az ajándékok? miért kellene dobra verni?
Mert nem az vagyok én sem, aki ne adakoznék férfinak és nőnek,
Hiszen bármely férfinak és nőnek én nyitom meg az utat a világegyetem ajándékaihoz. ~ Walt Whitman,
1115:The supreme contemporary example of such an inability to feel evil is of course Walt Whitman. "His favorite occupation," writes his disciple, Dr. Bucke "seemed to be strolling or sauntering about outdoors by himself, looking at the grass, the trees, the flowers, the vistas of light, the varying aspects of the sky, and listening to the birds, the crickets, the tree frogs, and all the hundreds of natural sounds. ~ William James,
1116:Mikor a világgal ismerkedtem, már az első lépés nagyon tetszett nekem,
Az öntudat puszta ténye, a formák, a mozgás ereje,
A legkisebb féreg vagy állat, az érzékek, a látás, a szerelem,
Mondom, már az első lépés megborzongatott és annyira tetszett nekem,
Hogy alig mentem tovább és alig kívántam tovább menni,
Csak megállni és folyvást ődöngeni, hogy mindezt elragadtatott dalokban megénekelhessem. ~ Walt Whitman,
1117:The English tourist in American literature wants above all things something different from what he has at home. For this reason the one American writer whom the English whole-heartedly admire is Walt Whitman. There, you will hear them say, is the real American undisguised. In the whole of English literature there is no figure which resembles his - among all our poetry none in the least comparable to Leaves of Grass ~ Virginia Woolf,
1118:Mi a fű? kérdezte egy gyermek, elémhozva egy maréknyit,
Mit feleljek a gyermeknek? Én nem tudom nálánál jobban.

Talán lelkem reményzöld szövetből szőtt lobogója.

Vagy talán az Úr keszkenője,
Illatos ajándék, vagy emlék, melyet készakarva ejtett le,
Valamelyik sarkában a küldő nevével, hogy láthassuk és megmondhassuk: Kié?

Vagy talán a fű maga is gyermek, a növényvilág megszült kisdede. ~ Walt Whitman,
1119:Wisdom is not finally tested in schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof, Applies to all stages and objects and qualities and is content, Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things; Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
1120:When I was young I once found a book in a Dutch translation, 'The leaves of Grass'. It was the first time a book touched me by its feeling of freedom and open spaces, the way the poet spoke of the ocean by describing a drop of water in his hand. Walt Whitman was offering the world an open hand (now we call it democracy) and my 'Monument for Walt Whitman' became this open hand with mirrors, so you can see inside yourself. ~ Karel Appel,
1121:Örökül hagyom magamat a sárnak, hogy kihajtsak a fűből, melyet szeretek,
Ha újra szükséged lesz rám, keress csizmatalpad alatt.

Aligha fogod tudni, ki vagyok én és mit jelentek,
De én mindazonáltal egészségedre válok majd,
És szűröm és erősítem véredet.

Ha nem is találsz rám rögtön, ne veszítsd el bátorságod,
Ha egyik helyen nem találsz, keress a másikon,
Valahol megállok, és várok reád. ~ Walt Whitman,
1122:No specification is necessary—to add or subtract or divide is in vain. Little or big, learned or unlearned, white or black, legal or illegal, sick or well, from the first inspiration down the windpipe to the last expiration out of it, all that a male or female does that is vigorous and benevolent and clean is so much sure profit to him or her in the unshakable order of the universe and through the whole scope of it for ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1123:Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun.... there are millions of suns left, You shall no longer take things at second or third hand.... nor look through the eyes of the dead.... nor feed on the spectres in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1124:Though he would sometimes not touch a book for a week, he generally spent part of each day in reading…if he sat in the library an hour, he would have half a dozen volumes around him, on the table, on chairs and on the floor. He seemed to read a few pages here and a few pages there, and pass from place to place, from volume to volume…sometimes (though very rarely) he would get sufficiently interested in a volume to read it all. ~ Walt Whitman,
1125:Among the men and women, the multitude,
I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,
Acknowledging none else—not parent, wife, husband, brother, child,
any nearer than I am;
Some are baffled—But that one is not—that one knows me.

Ah, lover and perfect equal!
I meant that you should discover me so, by my faint indirections;
And I, when I meet you, mean to discover you by the like in you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1126:The red aborigines,
Leaving natural breaths, sounds of rain and winds, calls as of birds and animals in the woods, syllabled to us for names,
Okonee, Koosa, Ottawa, Monongahela, Sauk, Natchez, Chattahoochee, Kaqueta, Oronoco,
Wabash, Miami, Saginaw, Chippewa, Oshkosh, Walla-Walla,
Leaving such to the States, they melt, they depart, charging the water and the land with names."


-from "Starting from Paumanok ~ Walt Whitman,
1127:The greatest country, the richest country, is not that which has the most capitalists, monopolists, immense grabbings, vast fortunes, with its sad, sad soil of extreme, degrading, damning poverty, but the land in which there are the most homesteads, freeholds - where wealth does not show such contrasts high and low, where all men have enough - a modest living- and no man is made possessor beyond the sane and beautiful necessities. ~ Walt Whitman,
1128:Certainly I'm participating in an already established and awesome tradition, but it's a tradition that sort of shoots up and through the mainstream in short bursts and pulses and then gets diluted. Walt Whitman and Emily Dickinson shot up and then got sucked back down underground under more entertaining and less radical versions of body and self - poetry and prose that posited bodies in more perfect union with good citizenship. ~ Lidia Yuknavitch,
1129:I will leave all and come and make the hymns of you, None has understood you, but I understand you, None has done justice to you, you have not done justice to yourself, None but has found you imperfect, I only find no imperfection in you, None but would subordinate you, I only am he who will never consent to subordinate you, I only am he who places over you no master, owner, better, God, beyond what waits intrinsically in yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1130:What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
1131:When I Read the Book"

When I read the book, the biography famous,
And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man's life?
And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life?
(As if any man really knew aught of my life,
Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of my real life,
Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections
I seek for my own use to trace out here.) ~ Walt Whitman,
1132:And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present, and
can be none in the future,
And I will show that whatever happens to anybody it may be turn'd to
beautiful results,
And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death,
And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are
compact,
And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each
as profound as any. ~ Walt Whitman,
1133:Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun.... there are millions of suns left,
You shall no longer take things at second or third hand.... nor look through the eyes of the dead.... nor feed on the spectres in books,
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1134:Come, said my Soul
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That should I after death invisibly return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth’s soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)
Ever with pleas’d smiles I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning — as, first, I here and now,
Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name, ~ Walt Whitman,
1135:Come I am determin'd to unbare this broad breast of mine, I have long enough stifled and choked; Emblematic and capricious blades I leave you, now you serve me not, I will say what I have to say by itself, I will sound myself and comrades only, I will never again utter a call only their call, I will raise with it immortal reverberations through the States, I will give an example to lovers to take permanent shape and will through the States, ~ Walt Whitman,
1136:Egy résen át elkapott kép:
Munkások és kocsisok tömege egy ivó szobájában a kályha körül,
késő téli éjszakán: én meg észrevétlenül ülök egy sarokban:
Csendesen közeledik hozzám egy ifjú, akit szeretek és aki engem szeret, majd leül mellém, hogy megfoghassa kezem,
A járás-kelés, ivászat, káromkodás és trágár tréfa közepette
Sokáig együtt ülünk mi ketten, megelégedetten, boldogan, keveset
szólunk, talán egy árva szót sem. ~ Walt Whitman,
1137:The latest news . . . . discoveries, inventions, societies . . . . authors old and new, My dinner, dress, associates, looks, business, compliments, dues, The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love, The sickness of one of my folks . . . . or of myself . . . . or ill-doing . . . . or loss or lack of money . . . . or depressions or exaltations, They come to me days and nights and go from me again, But they are not the Me myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1138:The Last Invocation

At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress’d house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks—from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper,
Set ope the doors, O Soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love.) ~ Walt Whitman,
1139:from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,  Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary,  Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest,  Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next,  Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.  Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with      linguists and contenders,  I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
1140:The Last Invocation

At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks-from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks-with a whisper,
Set ope the doors, O Soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love.) ~ Walt Whitman,
1141:All space, all time, The stars, the terrible perturbations of the suns, Swelling, collapsing, ending, serving their longer, shorter use, Fill'd with eidolons only. The noiseless myriads, The infinite oceans where the rivers empty, The separate countless free identities, like eyesight, The true realities, eidolons. Not this the world, Nor these the universes, they the universes, Purport and end, ever the permanent life of life, Eidolons, eidolons... ~ Walt Whitman,
1142:Az a legbölcsebb, aki a legóvatosabb,
Csupán az nyer, aki eléggé messze megy.

Bármely dolog kellőleg meg van alapozva, ha meg van alapozva, az, ami létrehozza és ami folytatásáról gondoskodik.

Ha a Tábornok lelkében van egy hadsereg, akkor jó hadserege van;
Akár férfi, akár nő, akkor boldog, ha lélekben boldog,
De én mondom nektek, boldogok nem lehettek mások által, mint ahogy csak általatok jöhet világra a ti gyermeketek. ~ Walt Whitman,
1143:Sure as the most certain sure .... plumb in the uprights, well entreated, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery we stand. Clear and sweet is my soul .... and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul, Lack one lacks both .... and the unseen is proved by the seen Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. To elaborate is no avail .... Learned and unlearned feel that it is so. ~ Walt Whitman,
1144:This is what you should do:
Love the earth and sun and animals,
Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
Stand up for the stupid and crazy,
Devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants,
Argue not concerning God,
Have patience and indulgence toward the people...
Reexamine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,
Dismiss what insults your very soul,
And your flesh shall become a great poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
1145:Come, said my Soul
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That should I after death invisibly return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth’s soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)
Ever with pleas’d smiles I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning — as, first, I here and now,
Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
WALT WHITMAN ~ Walt Whitman,
1146:Widzę, że słowo opisujące moje miasto to słowo starodawne, Albowiem uwiło sobie gniazda, wspaniałe gniazda w zatokach, I jest bogate, otoczone zewsząd żaglowcami i parowcami, to spora, długa na szesnaście mil wyspa, To bezlik zatłoczonych ulic, to solidne i smukłe, śmigające ku bezchmurnemu niebu konstrukcje z żelaza, To ukochane przeze mnie, obfite i wartkie wieczorne przypływy, Prądy morskie, wysepki, pobliskie wyspy […] Walt Whitman, Mannahatta, 1860, 1881 ~ Anonymous,
1147:I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, And the tree toad is a chef-d'oeurve for the highest, And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven, And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery, And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue, And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels! ~ Walt Whitman,
1148:This is the female form, vapor,
A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what was expected of heavaen or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filament, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable... ~ Walt Whitman,
1149:Hallgattam a tudós csillagászt,
Bizonyítások, számoszlopok sorakoztak előttem,
Térképeket, ábrákat mutogatott, összeadott, méricskélt, osztott.
S ahogy ültömben a csillagászt figyeltem, zúgó tapsok közepette adott elő a tanteremben,
Csakhamar érthetetlen unalom és rosszullét fogott el,
De, midőn felkeltem és kiosontam s kóboroltam, magánosan,
A rejtelmes éjszakai levegőn fel-felnéztem a csillagokra,
És tökéletes csend nyugalma ölelt. ~ Walt Whitman,
1150:Song of myself
Smile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth!
Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!
Earth of departed sunset--earth of the mountains misty-topt!
Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue!
Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!
Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake!
Far-swooping elbow'd earth--rich apple-blossom'd earth!
Smile, for your lover comes. ~ Walt Whitman,
1151:As Walt Whitman correctly surmised, we are large and we harbor multitudes within us. And those multitudes are locked in chronic battle. There is an ongoing conversation among the different factions in your brain, each competing to control the single output channel of your behavior. As a result, you can accomplish the strange feats of arguing with yourself, cursing at yourself, and cajoling yourself to do something - feats that modern computers simply do not do. ~ David Eagleman,
1152:To be in any form, what is that?
(round and round we go, all of us, and ever come back thither,)
If nothing lay more develop'd the quahung in it's callous shell were enough.
Mine is no callous shell.
I have instant conductors all over me whether I pass or stop,
they seize every object and lead it harmlessly through me.
I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers, and I am happy, to touch my person to someone else's is about as much as I can stand. ~ Walt Whitman,
1153:As for me, (torn, stormy, even as I, amid these vehement days;) I have the idea of all, and am all, and believe in all; I believe materialism is true, and spiritualism is true—I reject no part. Have I forgotten any part? Come to me, whoever and whatever, till I give you recognition. I respect Assyria, China, Teutonia, and the Hebrews; I adopt each theory, myth, god, and demi-god; I see that the old accounts, bibles, genealogies, are true, without         exception; ~ Walt Whitman,
1154: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,
1155:Songs of myself
These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they
are not original with me,
If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next to nothing,
If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing,
If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing.

This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is,
This the common air that bathes the globe. ~ Walt Whitman,
1156:Here is the test of wisdom,
Wisdom is not finally tested in schools,
Wisdom cannot be pass’d from one having it to another not having it,
Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof,
Applies to all stages and objects and qualities and is content,
Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things;
Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
1157:In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barleycorn less,
And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.
And I know I am solid and sound,
To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.
And I know I am deathless.
I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by a carpenter's compass,
I know I shall not pass like a child's carlacue cut with a burnt stick at night. ~ Walt Whitman,
1158:In his very rejection of art Walt Whitman is an artist. He tried to produce a certain effect by certain means and he succeeded....He stands apart, and the chief value of his work is in its prophecy, not in its performance. He has begun a prelude to larger themes. He is the herald to a new era. As a man he is the precursor of a fresh type. He is a factor in the heroic and spiritual evolution of the human being. If Poetry has passed him by, Philosophy will take note of him. ~ Oscar Wilde,
1159:What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?

They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the
end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
1160:Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands,
Even now your features, joys, speech, house, trade, manners, troubles, follies, costume, crimes, dissipate away from you,
Your true soul and body appear before me,
They stand forth out of affairs, out of commerce, shops, work, farms, clothes, the house, buying, selling, eating, drinking, suffering, dying."

-from "To You ~ Walt Whitman,
1161:Conceiv'd out of the fullest heat and pulse of European feudalism -personifying ill unparalleled ways the medieval aristocracy, its towering spirit of ruthless and gigantic caste, with its own peculiar air and arrogance (no mere imitation) -only one of the "wolfish earls" so plenteous in the plays themselves, or some born descendant and knower, might seem to be the true author of those amazing works -works in some respects greater than anything else ill recorded literature. ~ Walt Whitman,
1162:A murmuring, fateful, giant voice, out of the earth and sky, Voice of a mighty dying tree in the Redwood forest dense.... [T]he wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years, to join the refrain; But in my soul I plainly heard. Murmuring out of its myriad leaves, Down from its lofty top, rising two hundred feet high, Out of its stalwart trunk and limbs - out of its foot-thick bark, That chant of the seasons and time - chant, not of the past only, but of the future. ~ Walt Whitman,
1163:O soul, thou pleasest me—I thee;
Sailing these seas, or on the hills, or waking in the night,
Thoughts, silent thoughts, of Time, and Space, and Death, like waters flowing,
Bear me, indeed, as through the regions infinite,
Whose air I breathe, whose ripples hear—lave me all over;
Bathe me, O God, in thee—mounting to thee,
I and my soul to range in range of thee.

O Thou transcendent,
Nameless, the fibre and the breath.

from “Passage to India ~ Walt Whitman,
1164:Midőn a hősök győztes hírnevét s nagy tábornokok győzelmét olvasom, nem irigylem a tábornokokat,
Az elnököt sem elnökségében, a gazdagot se fényes házában;
De mikor szeretők testvériségéről hallok s beszél nekem történetük:
Hogyan is maradtak egy életen át, veszedelmekben, bajt vállalva mindvégig rendületlenek,
Ifjúságuktól éltük derekáig s öregségükben is kitartók ős gyöngédek és hűségesek,
Akkor elgondolkozom – s a legkeserűbb irigységgel telten elosonok. ~ Walt Whitman,
1165:When I heard the learn’d astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them; When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
1166:Amikor olvastam a könyvet, a híres életrajzot,
Így szóltam, ennyi csupán, amit a szerző egy ember életének nevez?
Ha meghalok és eltűnök, az én életemet is így írja meg valaki?
(Valójában, mit is tudhat meg bárki az én életemről?
Jómagam is gyakran azt hiszem, hogy vajmi keveset, vagy semmit sem tudok az én valódi életemről,
Legföljebb néhány jelzést, szórványos, halovány útmutatást és kerülő-utat
Lelhetek a magam használatára, hogy nyomon kövessem itt.) ~ Walt Whitman,
1167:O soul, thou pleasest me—I thee;
Sailing these seas, or on the hills, or waking in the night,
Thoughts, silent thoughts, of Time, and Space, and Death, like waters flowing,
Bear me, indeed, as through the regions infinite,
Whose air I breathe, whose ripples hear—lave me all over;
Bathe me, O God, in thee—mounting to thee,
I and my soul to range in range of thee.
O Thou transcendent,
Nameless, the fibre and the breath.



from "Passage to India ~ Walt Whitman,
1168:The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem. In the history of the earth hitherto the largest and most stirring appear tame and orderly to their ampler largeness and stir. Here at last is something in the doings of man that corresponds with the broadcast doings of the day and night. Here is not merely a nation, but a teeming nation of nations. Here is action untied from strings, necessarily blind to particulars and details, magnificently moving in vast masses. ~ Walt Whitman,
1169:Well, every man has a religion; has something in heaven or earth which he will give up everything else for - something which absorbs him - which may be regarded by others as being useless - yet it is his dream, it is his lodestar, it is his master. That, whatever it is, seized upon me, made me its servant, slave - induced me to set aside the other ambitions a trail of glory in the heavens, which I followed, followed with a full heart. ...When once I am convinced, I never let go. ~ Walt Whitman,
1170:Here are some lines from Walt Whitman to remind you that you’re not who you appear to be:   O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you! You have not known what you are, you have slumber’d upon yourself all your life, Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time…   Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard! These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you, These immense meadows, these interminable rivers, you are immense and interminable as they… ~ Wayne W Dyer,
1171:I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars,
And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg
of the wren,
And the tree-toad is a chef-d'oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue,
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels. ~ Walt Whitman,
1172:O you singer, solitary, singing by yourself—projecting me;
O solitary me, listening—nevermore shall I cease perpetuating you;
Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations,
Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there, in the night,
By the sea, under the yellow and sagging moon,
The messenger there arous’d—the fire, the sweet hell within,
The unknown want, the destiny of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1173:We wish we could have been there for you. We didn’t have many role models of our own—we latched on to the foolish love of Oscar Wilde and the well-versed longing of Walt Whitman because nobody else was there to show us an untortured path. We were going to be your role models. We were going to give you art and music and confidence and shelter and a much better world. Those who survived lived to do this. But we haven’t been there for you. We’ve been here. Watching as you become the role models. ~ David Levithan,
1174:We wish we could have been there for you. We didn't have many role models of our own--we latched on to the foolish love of Oscar Wilde and the well-versed longing of Walt Whitman because nobody else was there to show us an untortured path. We were going to be your role models. We were going to give you art and music and confidence and shelter and a much better world. Those who survived lived to do this. But we haven't been there for you. We've been here. Watching as you become the role models. ~ David Levithan,
1175:I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained; I stand and look at them long and long. 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 his kind that lived thousands of years ago; Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
1176:When the full-grown poet came,
Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all
its shows of day and night,) saying, He is mine;
But out spake too the Soul of man, proud, jealous and unreconciled,
Nay, he is mine alone;
— Then the full-grown poet stood between the two, and took each by the hand;
And to-day and ever so stands, as blender, uniter, tightly holding hands,
Which he will never release until he reconciles the two,
And wholly and joyously blends them. ~ Walt Whitman,
1177:A Glimpse"

A glimpse through an interstice caught,

Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I unremark’d seated in a corner,

Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently approaching and seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand,

A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest,

There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word. ~ Walt Whitman,
1178:I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d, I stand and look at them long and long.

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, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
1179:The physical universe that you see is all in your mind. When you turn your mind off, or become unconscious, the physical universe, for you, disappears. Then, when you awaken your consciousness, the universe reappears magically. Quite simple really - no thoughts on your part, no physical world. As Walt Whitman succinctly stated: "The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual - namely to You." Without your mind to process it, the universe simply disappears into nothingness. ~ Wayne Dyer,
1180:This is what you should do: love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men ... re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss what insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem. ~ Walt Whitman,
1181:WE two boys together clinging, One the other never leaving, Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making, Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching, Arm'd and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, loving. No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering, thieving, threatening, Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing, Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness chasing, Fulfilling our foray. ~ Walt Whitman,
1182:When I heard the learn’d astronomer;
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the
lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars. ~ Walt Whitman,
1183:think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look at them long and long. 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, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth. Walt Whitman ~ Bertrand Russell,
1184:O something unprov’d! something in a trance!
O madness amorous! O trembling!
O to escape utterly from others’ anchors and holds!
To drive free! to love free! to dash reckless and dangerous!
To court destruction with taunts—with invitations!
To ascend—to leap to the heavens of the love indicated to me!
To rise thither with my inebriate Soul!
To be lost, if it must be so!
To feed the remainder of life with one hour of fulness and freedom!
With one brief hour of madness and joy. ~ Walt Whitman,
1185:I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look at them long and long. 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, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.   Walt Whitman ~ Bertrand Russell,
1186:I sleep—I sleep long.
I do not know it—it is without name—it is a word unsaid,

It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.
Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,

To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.
Do you see O my brothers and sisters?

It is not chaos or death—it is form, union, plan—it is eternal

life—it is Happiness.

from "Song of Myself," Strophe 50. ~ Walt Whitman,
1187:I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was a red girl, Her father and his friends sat near cross-legged and dumbly smoking, they had moccasins to their feet and large thick blankets hanging from their shoulders, On a bank lounged the trapper, he was drest mostly in skins, his luxuriant beard and curls protected his neck, he held his bride by the hand, She had long eyelashes, her head was bare, her coarse straight locks descended upon her voluptuous limbs and reach'd to her feet. ~ Walt Whitman,
1188:Élettel telve most tömör vagyok, látható,
Én, aki negyven éves vagyok – az Államok nyolcvan-harmadik évében,
Valakihez egy századdal odébb – akárhány századdal odébb –
Hozzád szólok, még megszületetlen, téged kereslek.

Mire ezt olvasod, én aki látható voltam, láthatatlanná váltam,
Most te vagy, aki, teljes látható, látod verseimet, keresel engem,
Elképzeled, mily boldog volnál, ha veled lehetnék, ha társad lennék;
Legyen Úgy, mintha veled volnék. (El ne bizakodj, de én most veled vagyok.) ~ Walt Whitman,
1189:The funeral was a vast, elaborate affair, befitting a monarch or head of state, in marked contrast to the essential simplicity of the man honored. The grandeur emphasized the central place that Grant had occupied in the Civil War and its aftermath. “Out of all the hubbub of the war,” wrote Walt Whitman, “Lincoln and Grant emerge, the towering majestic figures.”146 He thought they had lived exemplary lives that vindicated the American spirit, showing how people lifted from the lower ranks of society could attain greatness. ~ Ron Chernow,
1190:But I am not the sea nor the red sun,
I am not the wind with girlish laughter,
Not the immense wind which strengthens, not the wind which lashes,
Not the spirit that ever lashes its own body to terror and death,
But I am that which unseen comes and sings, sings, sings,
Which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land,
Which the birds know in the woods mornings and evenings,
And the shore-sands know and the hissing wave, and that banner and pennant,
Aloft there flapping and flapping. ~ Walt Whitman,
1191:Once I passed through a populous city imprinting my brain for future use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions, Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I Casually met there who detained me for love of me, Day by day and night by night we were together—all else Has long been forgotten by me, I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung To me, Again we wander, we love, we separate again, Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go, I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous. ~ Walt Whitman,
1192:It is no small matter, this round and delicious globe, moving so exactly in its orbit for ever and ever, without one jolt, or the untruth of a single second; I do not think it was made in six days, nor in ten thousand years, nor ten billions of years, Nor planned and built one thing after another, as an architect plans and builds a house. I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or any one else. ~ Walt Whitman,
1193:Quédate hoy conmigo, vive conmigo un día y una noche y te mostraré el origen de todos los poemas. Tendrás entonces todo cuanto hay de grande en la Tierra y en el Sol (existen además millones de soles más allá) y nada tomarás ya nunca de segunda ni de tercera mano, ni mirarás más por los ojos de los muertos, ni te nutrirás con el espectro de los libros. Tampoco contemplarás el mundo con mis ojos ni tomarás las cosas de mis manos. Aprenderás a escuchar en todas direcciones y dejarás que la esencia del Universo se filtre por tu ser. ~ Walt Whitman,
1194:I should like to know, what is life?
Yes indeed—what is life? There’s something in the human critter which only needs to be nudged to reveal itself: something inestimably eloquent, precious: not always observed: it is a folded leaf: not absent because we fail to see it: the right man comes—the right hour; the leaf is lifted. The largest part of our human tragedies are humanly avoidable: they come from greed, from carelessness, from causes not catastrophic, elemental: with more radical good heart most of our woes would disappear. ~ Walt Whitman,
1195:Loafe with me on the grass.... loose the stop from
your throat,
Not words, not music or rhyme I want.... not custom
or lecture,
not even the best,
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.
I mind how we lay in June, such a transparent summer
morning;
You settled your head athwart my hips and gently
turned over
upon me,
And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and
plunged your
tongue to my barestript heart,
And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till
you held my
feet. ~ Walt Whitman,
1196:... in fact any good mind properly taught can think like Euclid and like Walt Whitman. The Renaissance, as we saw, was full of such minds, equally competent as poet and as engineers. The modern notion of "the two cultures," incompatible under one skull, comes solely from the proliferation of specialties in science; but these also divide scientists into groups that do not understand one another, the cause being the sheer mass of detail and the diverse terminologies. In essence the human mind remains one, not 2 or 60 different organs. ~ Jacques Barzun,
1197:WE two boys together clinging,
One the other never leaving,
Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making,
Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching,
Arm'd and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, loving.
No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering, thieving,
threatening,
Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on
the turf or the sea-beach dancing,
Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness
chasing,
Fulfilling our foray. ~ Walt Whitman,
1198:A fitly born and bred race, growing up in right conditions of outdoor as much as indoor harmony, activity and development, would probably, from and in those conditions, find it enough merely to live—and would, in their relations to the sky, air, water, trees, etc., and to the countless common shows, and in the fact of life itself, discover and achieve happiness—with Being suffused night and day by wholesome ecstasy, surpassing all the pleasures that wealth, amusement, and even gratified intellect, erudition, or the sense of art, can give. ~ Walt Whitman,
1199:I know I am deathless,
I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by the carpenter’s compass,
I know I shall not pass like a child’s carlacue cut with a burnt stick at night.

I know I am august,
I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood,
I see that the elementary laws never apologize,
I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by, after all.

I exist as I am—that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware, I sit content,
And if each and all be aware, I sit content. ~ Walt Whitman,
1200:Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning - I am surely far different from what you suppose; Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover? Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction? Do you think I am trusty and faithful? Do you see no further than this façade—this smooth and tolerant manner of me? Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man? Have you no thought, O dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion? ~ Walt Whitman,
1201:Song of myself
A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green
stuff woven.

Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,
Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see
and remark, and say Whose?

Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. ~ Walt Whitman,
1202:Sail, sail thy best, ship of democracy,
Of value is thy freight, 'tis not the present only,
The past is also stored in thee,
Thou holdest not the venture of thyself alone, not of the western continent alone,
Earth's resume entire floats upon thy keel, O ship, is steadied by thy spars,
With thee Time voyages in trust, the antecedent nations sink or swim with thee,
With all their ancient struggles , martyrs, heroes, epics, wars, thou bear'st the other continents,
Theirs, theirs as much as thine, the destination-port triumphant.. ~ Walt Whitman,
1203:Isabel never despaired, even though I think she knew everything that was going to happen, right from the beginning. There was a Walt Whitman poem she liked, especially the part that went - 'All goes onward and outward,/Nothing collapses/And to die is different from/What anyone supposes/And Luckier.' She tried to believe that, and it gave her some comfort, I know. She was very brave. Always. She hid her anguish and sadness, although I know she felt them. Because she wasn't losing only one person she loved - as we have. She was losing all of them. ~ Patricia Gaffney,
1204:Bleib diesen Tag und diese Nacht mit mir, und du sollst den Ursprung aller Gedichte besitzen,
Sollst besitzen das Gut der Erde und der Sonne, (Millionen Sonnen bleiben noch übrig).
Sollst fürder Dinge nicht mehr nehmen aus zweiter und dritter Hand, noch sollst du sehen durch die Augen der Toten, noch dich nähren von den Schemen in Büchern,
Sollst auch nicht durch meine Augen blicken, noch die Dinge aus meiner Hand nehmen,
Sollst nach allen Seiten lauschen und die Dinge klären durch dich selbst.
(übersetzt von Franz Blei; Hymnen an die Erde) ~ Walt Whitman,
1205:Once I passed through a populous city imprinting my
brain for future use with its shows, architecture,
customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I
Casually met there who detained me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else
Has long been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung
To me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous. ~ Walt Whitman,
1206:These are all direct quotes, except every time they use a curse word, I'm going to use the name of a famous American poet: 'You Walt Whitman-ing, Edna St. Vincent Millay! Go Emily Dickinson your mom!' 'Thanks for the advice, you pathetic piece of E.E. Cummings, but I think I'm gonna pass.' 'You Robert Frost-ing Nikki Giovanni! Get a life, nerd. You're a virgin.' 'Hey bro, you need to go outside and get some fresh air into you. Or a girlfriend.' I need to get a girlfriend into me? I think that shows a fundamental lack of comprehension about how babies are made. ~ John Green,
1207:[From a letter to Walt Whitman written, 1872]
"I have read your poems with my door locked late at night and I have read them on the seashore where I could look all round me and see no more sign of human life than the ships out at sea: and here I often found myself waking up from a reverie with the book open before me. I love all poetry, and high generous thoughts make the tears rush to my eyes, but sometimes a word or a phrase of yours takes me away from the world around me and places me in an ideal land surrounded by realities more than any poem I ever read. ~ Bram Stoker,
1208:Are you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with, take warning - I am surely far different from what you suppose;
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?
Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?
Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
Do you think I am trusty and faithful?
Do you see no further than this façade—this smooth and tolerant manner of me?
Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man?
Have you no thought, O dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion? ~ Walt Whitman,
1209:Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge
that pass all the argument of the earth,
And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my
own,
And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,
And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the
women my sisters and lovers,

And that a kelson of the creation is love,
And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,
And brown ants in the little wells beneath them,
And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heap'd stones, elder,
mullein and poke-weed. ~ Walt Whitman,
1210:Note, to-day, an instructive, curious spectacle and conflict. Science, (twin, in its fields, of Democracy in its)—Science, testing absolutely all thoughts, all works, has already burst well upon the world—a sun, mounting, most illuminating, most glorious—surely never again to set. But against it, deeply entrench'd, holding possession, yet remains, (not only through the churches and schools, but by imaginative literature, and unregenerate poetry,) the fossil theology of the mythic-materialistic, superstitious, untaught and credulous, fable-loving, primitive ages of humanity. ~ Walt Whitman,
1211:Restrict nothing--keep everything open: to Italy, to China, to anybody. I love America, I believe in America, because her belly can hold and digest all--anarchist, socialist, peacemakers, fighters, disturbers or degenerates of whatever sort--hold and digest all. If I felt that America could not do this I would be indifferent as between our institutions and any others. America is not all in all--the sum total: she is only to contribute her contribution to the big scheme. What shall that contribution be? I say, let it be something worth while--something exceptional, ennobling. ~ Walt Whitman,
1212:We see, as in the universes of the material kosmos, after meteorological, vegetable, and animal cycles, man at last arises, born through them, to prove them, concentrate them, to turn upon them with wonder and love -- to command them, adorn them, and carry them upward into superior realms -- so, out of the series of the preceding social and political universes, now arise these States. We see that while many were supposing things established and completed, really the grandest things always remain; and discover that the work of the New World is not ended, but only fairly begun ~ Walt Whitman,
1213:A noiseless patient spider,
I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself,
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
1214:I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.
There is something in staying close to men and women and looking on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the soul well,
All things please the soul, but these please the soul well. ~ Walt Whitman,
1215:I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.

There is something in staying close to men and women and looking on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the soul well,
All things please the soul, but these please the soul well ~ Walt Whitman,
1216:In fact, here I am these current years 1890 and '91, (each successive fortnight getting stiffer and stuck deeper) much like some hard-cased dilapidated grim ancient shell-fish or time-bang'd conch (no legs, utterly non-locomotive) cast up high and dry on the shore-sands, helpless to move anywhere - nothing left but behave myself quiet, and while away the days yet assign'd, and discover if there is anything for the said grim and time-bang'd conch to be got at last out of inherited good spirits and primal buoyant centre-pulses down there deep somewhere within his gray-blurr'd old shell. ~ Walt Whitman,
1217:It avails not, time nor place--distance avails not,
I am with you, you men and women of a generation, or ever so many
generations hence,
Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt,
Just as any of you is one of a living crowd, I was one of a crowd,
Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the
bright flow, I was refresh'd,
Just as you stand and lean on the rail, yet hurry with the swift
current, I stood yet was hurried,
Just as you look on the numberless masts of ships and the
thick-stemm'd pipes of steamboats, I look'd. ~ Walt Whitman,
1218:Re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,and dismiss whatever insults your own soul... It is also not consistent with the reality of the soul to admit that there is anything in the known universe more divine than men and women. The master knows that he is unspeakably great and that all are unspeakably great. There will soon be no more priests... They may wait awhile, perhaps a generation or two, dropping off by degrees. A superior breed shall take their place.A new order shall arise and they shall be the priests of man,and every man shall be his own priest. ~ Walt Whitman,
1219:Walt Whitman In The Civil War Hospitals
Prescient, my hands soothing
their foreheads, by my love
I earn them. in their presence
I am wretched as death. They smile
to me of love. They cheer me
and I smile. These are stones
in the catapulting world;
they fly, bury themselves in flesh,
in a wall, in earth; in midair
break against each other
and are without sound.
I sent them catapulting.
They outflew my voice
towards vacant spaces,
but I have called them farther,
to the stillness beyond,
to death which I have praised.
~ David Ignatow,
1220:Sweet, sane, still Nakedness in Nature! — ah if poor, sick, prurient humanity in cities might really know you once more! Is not nakedness then indecent? No, not inherently. It is your thought, your sophistication, your fear, your respectability that is indecent. There come moods when these clothes of ours are not only too irksome to wear, but are themselves indecent. Perhaps indeed he or she to whom the free exhilarating ecstasy of nakedness in Nature has never been eligible (and how many thousands there are!) has not really known what purity is — nor what faith or art or health really is. ~ Walt Whitman,
1221:These are all direct quotes, except every time they use a curse word, I'm going to use the name of a famous American poet:

'You Walt Whitman-ing, Edna St. Vincent Millay! Go Emily Dickinson your mom!'

'Thanks for the advice, you pathetic piece of E.E. Cummings, but I think I'm gonna pass.'

'You Robert Frost-ing Nikki Giovanni! Get a life, nerd. You're a virgin.'

'Hey bro, you need to go outside and get some fresh air into you. Or a girlfriend.'

I need to get a girlfriend into me? I think that shows a fundamental lack of comprehension about how babies are made. ~ John Green,
1222:This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labour to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, ~ Walt Whitman,
1223:Trippers and askers surround me,
People I meet.... the effect upon me of my early life.....
of the ward and city I live in....of the nation,
The latest news....discoveries, inventions, societies....
authors old and new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, business, compliments,
dues,
The real or fancified indifference of some man or woman
I love,
The sickness of one of my folks- or of myself....or
ill-doing....or loss or lack of money....or
depressions or exaltations,
They come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself. ~ Walt Whitman,
1224:It is a dangerous thing to allow one's affections to centre too much in one person; for affection always liable to be thwarted, and life itself is frail. One learns many things as year by year adds to the burden of one's life; and I think the chief of all is the power of making all one's loves purely contemplative. Do you know Walt Whitman's 'Out of the rolling ocean the crowd'? One learns to love all that is good with the same love - a love that knows of its existence, and feels warmed to the world by that knowledge, but asks for no possession, for no private gain except the contemplation itself. ~ Bertrand Russell,
1225:I know I am restless, and make others so; I know my words are weapons, full of danger, full of death; (Indeed I am myself the real soldier; It is not he, there, with his bayonet, and not the red-striped artilleryman;) For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle them; I am more resolute because all have denied me than I could ever have been had all accepted me; I heed not, and have never heeded, either experience, cautions, majorities, nor ridicule; And the threat of what is called hell is little or nothing to me; And the lure of what is called heaven is little or nothing to me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1226:Brains are like representative democracies. They are built of multiple, overlapping experts who weigh in and compete over different choices. As Walt Whitman correctly surmised, we are large and we harbor multitudes within us. And those multitudes are locked in chronic battle.
There is an ongoing conversation among the different factions in your brain, each competing to control the single output channel of your behavior. As a result, you can accomplish the strange feats of arguing with yourself, cursing at yourself, and cajoling yourself to do something – feats that modern computers simply do not do. ~ David Eagleman,
1227:Each is not for its own sake;
I say the whole earth, and all the stars in the sky, are for religion’s sake.

I say no man has ever yet been half devout enough;
None has ever yet adored or worship’d half enough;
None has begun to think how divine he himself is, and how certain the future is.

I say that the real and permanent grandeur of these States must be their religion;
Otherwise there is no real and permanent grandeur:
(Nor character, nor life worthy the name, without religion;
Nor land, nor man or woman, without religion.)"


-from "Starting from Paumanok ~ Walt Whitman,
1228:This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning,  
This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face,  
This the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again.  
Do you guess I have some intricate purpose?  
Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the           side of a rock has.  
Do you take it I would astonish?  
Does the daylight astonish? does the early redstart twittering           through the woods?  
Do I astonish more than they?  
This hour I tell things in confidence, I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1229:TO the garden, the world, anew ascending,
Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding,
The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,
Curious, here behold my resurrection, after slumber;
The revolving cycles, in their wide sweep, have brought me again,
Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous;
My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous;
Existing, I peer and penetrate still,
Content with the present—content with the past,
By my side, or back of me, Eve following,
Or in front, and I following her just the same. ~ Walt Whitman,
1230:Books are to be call’d for, and supplied, on the assumption that the process of reading is nor a half-sleep, but, in highest sense, an exercise, a gymnast’s struggle; that the reader is to do something for himself, must be on the alert, must himself or herself construct indeed the poem, argument, history, metaphysical essay — the text furnishing the hints, the clue, the start or frame-work. Not the book needs so much to be the complete thing, but the reader of the book does. That were to make a nation of supple and athletic minds well-train’d, intuitive, used to depend on themselves, not on a few coteries of writers. ~ Walt Whitman,
1231:My lovers suffocate me! Crowding my lips, and thick in the pores of my skin, Jostling me through streets and public halls...coming naked to me at night, Crying by day Ahoy from the rocks of the river...swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flowerbeds or vines or tangled underbrush, Or while I swim in the bath....or drink from the pump on the corner....or the curtain is down at the opera.....or I glimpse at a woman’s face in the railroad car; Lighting on every moment of my life, Bussing my body with soft and balsamic busses, Noiselessly passing handfuls out of their hearts and giving them to be mine ~ Walt Whitman,
1232:Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much? have you reckon’d the earth much?
Have you practis’d so long to learn to read?
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self. ~ Walt Whitman,
1233:Poets to Come

POETS 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! Arouse
for you must justify me
you 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,
1234:Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much? have you reckon'd the earth much?
Have you practis'd so long to learn to read?
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self. ~ Walt Whitman,
1235:A hatalmas vagyonszerző üzletember,
Szorgalmas évek után felméri a nyereséget, halálra készülődve,
Házait, földjeit gyermekeire hagyja, részvényeit, javait, alaptőkéjét iskolára vagy kórházra hagyományozza,
Pénzt hagy örökül társainak, hogy drágagyöngy és arany emléktárgyakat vásároljon.
De én megvizsgálva életem, melyet lezárok,
Tétlen éveimből semmit sem hagyhatok barátaimra örökül,
Sem házat, sem földet, se gyöngy-, se arany emléktárgyakat,
Mégis az éretted és utánad vívott harc emlékeit,
Táborok és katonák kis emléktárgyait szeretettel,
Kötöm össze s rátok hagyom itt, e dalok csokrában. ~ Walt Whitman,
1236:It does a man good to turn himself inside out once in a while: to sort of turn the tables on himself: to look at himself through other eyes -- especially skeptical eyes, if he can. It takes a good deal of resolution to do it: yet it should be done -- no one is safe until he can give himself such a drubbing: until he can shock himself out of his complacency. Think how we go on believing in ourselves--which in the main is all right (what could we ever do if we didn't believe in ourselves?): but if we don't look out we develop a bumptious bigotry--a colossal self-satisfaction, which is worse for a man than being a damned scoundrel ~ Walt Whitman,
1237:Somehow I cannot let it go yet, funeral though it is,
Let it remain back there on its nail suspended,
With pink, blue, yellow, all blanch'd, and the white now gray
and ashy,
One wither'd rose put years ago for thee, dear friend;
But I do not forget thee. Hast thou then faded?
Is the odor exhaled? Are the colors, vitalities, dead?
No, while memories subtly play—the past vivid as ever;
For but last night I woke, and in that spectral ring saw thee,
Thy smile, eyes, face, calm, silent, loving as ever:
So let the wreath hang still awhile within my eye-reach,
It is not yet dead to me, nor even pallid. ~ Walt Whitman,
1238:Even while you should think you had unquestionably caught me, behold!
Already you see I have escaped from you.

For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book,
Nor is it by reading it you will acquire it,
Nor do those know me best who admire me and vauntingly praise me,
Nor will the candidates for my love (unless at most a very few) prove victorious,
Nor will my poems do good only, they will do just as much evil, perhaps more,
For all is useless without that which you may guess at many times and not hit, that which I hinted at;
Therefore release me and depart on your way. ~ Walt Whitman,
1239:According to Padilla, remembered Amalfitano, all literature could be classified as heterosexual, homosexual, or bisexual. Novels, in general, were heterosexual. Poetry, on the other hand, was completely homosexual. Within the vast ocean of poetry he identified various currents: faggots, queers, sissies, freaks, butches, fairies, nymphs, and philenes. But the two major currents were faggots and queers. Walt Whitman, for example, was a faggot poet. Pablo Neruda, a queer. William Blake was definitely a faggot. Octavio Paz was a queer. Borges was a philene, or in other words he might be a faggot one minute and simply asexual the next. ~ Roberto Bola o,
1240:SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling, 5
In tumbling turning clustering loops, straight downward falling,
Till o’er the river pois’d, the twain yet one, a moment’s lull,
A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
Upward again on slow-firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,
She hers, he his, pursuing. ~ Walt Whitman,
1241:On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.

A vast similitude interlocks all,

All distances of place however wide,
All distances of time,

All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different,

All nations,

All identities that have existed or may exist

All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd,
And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them. ~ Walt Whitman,
1242:What will be will be well, for what is is well,
To take interest is well, and not to take interest shall be well.

The domestic joys, the daily housework or business, the building
of houses, are not phantasms, they have weight, form,
location,
Farms, profits, crops, markets, wages, government, are none of
them phantasms,
The difference between sin and goodness is no delusion,
The earth is not an echo, man and his life and all the things of
his life are well-consider'd.

You are not thrown to the winds, you gather certainly and safely
around yourself,
Yourself! yourself! yourself, for ever and ever! ~ Walt Whitman,
1243:Man in his upended street must know he is becoming a mere numerical item of convenience; on the way to being a thing. His inherent instinct for love and beauty is not only becoming suspect but, in spite of all intent, useless to society. He sees the human creature atrophy as he sees poverty of imagination in much "modern art," so-called. But it was Walt Whitman himself who raised the perpendicular hand to declare: "It is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary." This is what is now coming forth in our architecture as in our life. ~ Frank Lloyd Wright,
1244:A Hand-Mirror Hold it up sternly— see this it sends back, (who is it? is it you?) Outside fair costume, within ashes and filth, No more a flashing eye, no more a sonorous voice or springy step, Now some slave's eye, voice, hands, step, A drunkard's breath, unwholesome eater's face, venerealee's flesh, Lungs rotting away piecemeal, stomach sour and cankerous, Joints rheumatic, bowels clogged with abomination, Blood circulating dark and poisonous streams, Words babble, hearing and touch callous, No brain, no heart left, no magnetism of sex; Such from one look in this looking-glass ere you go hence, Such a result so soon— and from such a beginning! ~ Walt Whitman,
1245:Do you know much about Aaron Burr? There's a man, now, who is only damned and damned again in history and yet who had his parts. I have always designed writing something about him to show I did not stand in the jam of his vilifiers. I had a piece on him which should have gone into this book. You don't know (I guess I never told you) that when I was a lad, working in a lawyer's office, it fell to me to go over the river now and then with messages for Burr. Burr was very gentle--persuasive. He had a way of giving me a bit of fruit on these visits--an apple or a pear. I can see him clearly, still--his stateliness, gray hair, courtesy, consideration. ~ Walt Whitman,
1246:Ó, jaj! Ó, élet! ezek a visszatérő kérdések;
A hitetlenek végenincs sorai, a bolondosokkal zsúfolt városok,
Én, aki örökkön szemrehányást teszek magamnak, (mert ki lehet nálam bolondosabb és ki lehet hitetlenebb?)
A világosság után hiába vágyakozó szemek, jelentéktelen célok, folyton megújuló harcok,
A sovány eredmények, a körülöttem robotoló hitvány tömegek,
És az üres, haszontalan éveket hajszoló emberek, akikkel összeköt a sors,
Ó, jaj, szomorú a kérdésem – Mi jó ezek közt, ó, Élet?

VÁLASZ

Az, hogy te itt vagy – hogy élet van és azonosság;
Hogy folytatódik a hatalmas színmű, s egy verssel hozzájárulsz. ~ Walt Whitman,
1247:O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd, Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me, Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined, The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
1248:Azt hiszem, el tudnék menni, hogy az állatokkal éljek, olyan békések és szerények,
Soká, soká állok és nézem őket.

Nem izzadnak és nem nyöszörögnek sorsukon,
Nem fekszenek ébren a sötétben, siratva bűneiket,
Nem keserítenek el Isten iránti kötelmeik megvitatásával,
Egyik sem elégedetlen, egyik eszét sem veszi el a bírás tébolya,
Egyik sem térdel a másik előtt, sem egy ezer évvel előbb élt fajtájabeli előtt,
Egyik sem tekintélyes vagy szerencsétlen az egész földkerekségen.
Így mutatják meg, hogy rokonaim és én elfogadom őket,
Jeleket hoznak nekem magamról, nyilvánvalóan kimutatják, hogy birtokában vannak azoknak. ~ Walt Whitman,
1249:America must welcome all---Chinese, Irish, German, pauper or not, criminal or not---all, all, without exceptions: become an asylum for all who choose to come. We may have drifted away from this principle temporarily but time will bring us back. … America is not for special types, for the caste, but for the great mass of people---the vast, surging, hopeful, army of workers. Dare we deny them a home---close the doors in their face----take possession of all and fence it in and then sit down satisfied with our system---convinced that we have solved our problem? I for my part refuse to connect America with such a failure---such a tragedy, for tragedy it would be. ~ Walt Whitman,
1250:Grand is the seen, the light, to me -- grand are the sky and stars, Grand is the earth, and grand are lasting time and space, And grand their laws, so multiform, puzzling, evolutionary; But grander far the unseen soul of me, comprehending, endowing all those, Lighting the light, the sky and stars, delving the earth, sailing the sea, (What were all those, indeed, without thee, unseen soul? of what amount without thee?) More evolutionary, vast, puzzling, O my soul! More multiform far -- more lasting thou than they. [2490.jpg] -- from The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse, Edited by D. H. S. Nicholson / Edited by A. H. E. Lee

~ Walt Whitman, Grand is the Seen
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1251:  Me imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,   Master of all or mistress of all, aplomb in the midst of irrational things,   Imbued as they, passive, receptive, silent as they,   Finding my occupation, poverty, notoriety, foibles, crimes, less       important than I thought,   Me toward the Mexican sea, or in the Mannahatta or the Tennessee,       or far north or inland,   A river man, or a man of the woods or of any farm-life of these       States or of the coast, or the lakes or Kanada,   Me wherever my life is lived, O to be self-balanced for contingencies,   To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as       the trees and animals do. ~ Walt Whitman,
1252:I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long. 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, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth. [2601.jpg] -- from Through Corridors of Light: Poems of Consolation in Time of Illness, Edited by John Andrew Denny

~ Walt Whitman, I think I could turn and live with animals
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1253:Allons! the road is before us!
It is safe—I have tried it—my own feet have tried it well—be not detain’d!

Let the paper remain on the desk unwritten, and the book on the shelf unopen’d!
Let the tools remain in the workshop! let the money remain unearn’d!
Let the school stand! mind not the cry of the teacher!
Let the preacher preach in his pulpit! let the lawyer plead in the court, and the judge expound the law.

Camerado, I give you my hand!
I give you my love more precious than money,
I give you myself before preaching or law;
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
Shall we stick by each other as long as we live? ~ Walt Whitman,
1254:Aboard at a ship's helm
A young steersman steering with care.

Through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
An ocean-bell - O a warning bell, rock'd by the waves.

O you give good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
Ringing, ringing, to warn the ship from its wreck-place.

For as on the alert O steersman, you mind the loud admonition,
The bows turn, the freighted ship tacking speeds away under her grey sails,
The beautiful and noble ship with all her precious wealth speeds away gaily and safe.

But O ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship! Ship of the body, ship of the soul, voyaging, voyaging, voyaging. ~ Walt Whitman,
1255:The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow'd wilds,
It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to your nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.

Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place, search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1256:What I really meant to write to you about today was to tell you that I read your learned and technical and I am sure admirable denouncements of Walt Whitman with a respectful attention due to so much earnestness; and when I had done, and wondered awhile pleasantly at the amount of time for letter-writing the Foreign Office allows its young men, I stretched myself, and got my hat, and went down to the river; and I sat at the water's edge in the middle of a great many buttercups; and there was a little wind; and the little wind knocked the heads of the buttercups together; and it seemed to amuse them, or else something else did, for I do assure you I thought I heard them laugh. ~ Elizabeth von Arnim,
1257:I was thinking the day most splendid, till I saw what the not day exhibited, I was thinking this globe enough, till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes. Now, while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me, I will measure myself by them: And now, touched with the lives of other globes, arrived as far along as those of the earth, Or waiting to arrive, or passed on farther than those of the earth, I henceforth no more ignore them than I ignore my own life, Or the lives of the earth arrived as far as mine, or waiting to arrive. 3. O I see now that life cannot exhibit all to me-as the day cannot, I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited by death. ~ Walt Whitman,
1258:O Me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d;
Of the poor results of all—of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest—with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer.

That you are here—that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. ~ Walt Whitman,
1259:Walt Whitman regarded the soul, how he spelled it out in his poem I Sing the Body Electric-
... Head, neck, hair, ears, drop and tympan of the ears, Eyes, eye-fringes, iris of the eye, eyebrows, and the waking and sleeping of the lids, Mouth, tongue, lips, teeth, roof of the mouth, jaws, and the jaw hinges ... The lung-sponges, the stomach-sac, the bowels sweet and clean ... The womb, the teats, nipples, breast-milk, tears, laughter, weeping, love-looks, love-perturbations and risings ... The thin red jellies within you or within me, the bones and the marrow in the bones ...
to merely dip into his exuberant parsings of the flesh. "Oh I say now these are the soul!" he enthuses.
Yes. ~ Chet Raymo,
1260:HOW solemn, as one by one,
As the ranks returning, all worn and sweaty—as the men file by where I stand;
As the faces, the masks appear—as I glance at the faces, studying the masks;
(As I glance upward out of this page, studying you, dear friend, whoever you are;)
How solemn the thought of my whispering soul, to each in the ranks, and to you;
I see behind each mask, that wonder, a kindred soul;
O the bullet could never kill what you really are, dear friend,
Nor the bayonet stab what you really are:
... The soul! yourself I see, great as any, good as the best,
Waiting, secure and content, which the bullet could never kill,
Nor the bayonet stab, O friend! ~ Walt Whitman,
1261:A noiseless patient spider, I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them; Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold, Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. [2601.jpg] -- from Through Corridors of Light: Poems of Consolation in Time of Illness, Edited by John Andrew Denny

~ Walt Whitman, A noiseless patient spider
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1262:Tartsd fennen komolyan, nézd, mit mutat vissza, (Ki az? te vagy az?)
Ízléses ruha kívül, hamu és szenny belül,
Nincs többé ragyogó szem, se zengő hang már, se rugalmas lépés,
Szemed, hangod, kezed, lépésed a rabszolgáéval rokon,
Iszákos lélegzik így, falánk arca ilyen beteges, húsod a vérbajos húsa,
Darabonként rothad el a tüdőd, savanyú ízű és rákos a gyomrod,
Ízületeid reumásak, beleid undor dugaszolta el,
Véred sötéten áramlik, mérgezetten,
Szavaid dadognak, hallásod és tapintásod megkövült,
Nincs már sem agyad, sem szíved, elveszett nemi vonzásod;
De mielőtt elmennél, pillants a kézitükörbe egyet még,
Ilyen lesz hamarosan az eredmény – ilyen kezdet után! ~ Walt Whitman,
1263:The warden always seems to know which book to bring. When the sun is gunslinger blue, the warden brings a western. When rain slates against the towers and the world has gone hopeless with gray, it is Bible stories. When the halls ring with the cries of riot and the bars of my own cell rattle with pain, the warden drops a soft book on the floor, solace in its pages: the collected poems of Walt Whitman. And oh, my favorites, like the tastes of childhood. Every few months the warden passes me The White Dawn, and for a few precious days I traverse the open heavens on hard-packed moonlit snow and see the blue splashing arctic lights, and I fill my belly with frozen seal meat and laugh with my Inuit friends. ~ Rene Denfeld,
1264:America does not repel the past or what it has produced under its forms or amid other politics or the idea of castes or the old religions . . . . accepts the lesson with calmness . . . is not so impatient as has been supposed that the slough still sticks to opinions and manners and literature while the life which served its requirements has passed into the new life of the new forms . . . perceives that the corpse is slowly borne from the eating and sleeping rooms of the house . . . perceives that it waits a little while in the door . . . that it was fittest for its days . . . that its action has descended to the stalwart and wellshaped heir who approaches . . . and that he shall be fittest for his days. ~ Walt Whitman,
1265:It is not to diffuse you that you were born of your mother and father, it is to identify you,
It is not that you should be undecided, but that you should be decided,
Something long preparing and formless is arrived and form'd in you,
You are henceforth secure, whatever comes or goes.

The threads that were spun are gather'd, the weft crosses the warp, the pattern is systematic.

The preparations have every one been justified,
The orchestra have sufficiently tuned their instruments, the baton has given the signal.

The guest that was coming, he waited long, he is now housed,
He is one of those who are beautiful and happy, he is one of those that to look upon and be with is enough. ~ Walt Whitman,
1266:Song of myself
With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums,
I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for
conquer'd and slain persons.

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit
in which they are won.

I beat and pound for the dead,
I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.

Vivas to those who have fail'd!
And to those whose war-vessels sank in the sea!
And to those themselves who sank in the sea!
And to all generals that lost engagements, and all overcome heroes!
And the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known! ~ Walt Whitman,
1267:O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; Of the endless trains of the faithlessof cities fill'd with the foolish; Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the lightof the objects meanof the struggle ever renew'd; Of the poor results of allof the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me; Of the empty and useless years of the restwith the rest me intertwined; The question, O me! so sad, recurringWhat good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are herethat life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. [2332.jpg] -- from Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, O Me! O life!
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1268:Magamat ünneplem és énekelem
S amit én elfogadok, te is elfogadod majd,
Mert minden atom, mely enyém, éppúgy a tiéd is.

Henyélek és lelkemet vendégelem,
Hátradőlök, kedvemre henyélek és egy nyári fűszálat figyelek.

Nyelvem, vérem minden atomját e talajból, e légből gyúrták,
Szülőktől származtam, akik szintén itteni szülőktől származtak és ezek szülei szintúgy.

Most harminchétéves fővel jó egészségben nekikezdek,
Remélve, hogy nem hagyom abba holtig.

Hitvallások és iskolák elmaradoznak,
Félreállnak egyidőre, érték szerint becsülve, de sohasem feledve,
Jónak-rossznak szállást adok én, tőlem mindenki kénye-kedve szerint beszélhet,
Akadály nélküli őserejű természet. ~ Walt Whitman,
1269:Listen! I will be honest with you,
I do not offer the old smooth prizes, but offer rough new prizes,
These are the days that must happen to you:
You shall not heap up what is call’d riches,
You shall scatter with lavish hand all that you earn or achieve,
You but arrive at the city to which you were destin’d, you hardly settle yourself to satisfaction before you are call’d by an irresistible call to depart,
You shall be treated to the ironical smiles and mockings of those who remain behind you,
What beckonings of love you receive you shall only answer with passionate kisses of parting,
You shall not allow the hold of those who spread their reach’d hands toward you."

-from "Song of the Open Road ~ Walt Whitman,
1270:And I say to mankind, be not curious about god, For I who am curious about each am not curious about God, (No array of terms can say how much I am at peace about God & about death.) I hear & behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least, Nor do I understand there can be more wonderful than myself. Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, & each moment then, in the faces of men & women I see God, & in my own face in the glass, I find letters from God dropt in the street, & every one is signed by God's name, & I leave them where they are, for I know that wheresoever I go, others will punctually come for ever & ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1271:Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!
Traveling with me you find what never tires.

The earth never tires,
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first, Nature is rude and 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.

Allons! we must not stop here,
However sweet these laid-up stores, however convenient this dwelling we cannot remain here,
However shelter’d this port and however calm these waters we must not anchor here,
However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us we are permitted to receive it but a little while."

-from "Song of the Open Road ~ Walt Whitman,
1272:As I write, I see in an article on Wordsworth, in one of the current English magazines, the lines. "A few weeks ago an eminent French critic said that, owing to the special tendency to science and to its all-devouring force, poetry would cease to be read in fifty years." But I anticipate the very contrary. Only a firmer, vastly broader, new area begins to exist—nay, is already form'd—to which the poetic genius must emigrate. Whatever may have been the case in years gone by, the true use for the imaginative faculty of modern times is to give ultimate vivification to facts, to science, and to common lives, endowing them with the glows and glories and final illustriousness which belong to every real thing, and to real things only. ~ Walt Whitman,
1273:It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall, The dark threw patches down upon me also; The best I had done seemed to me blank and suspicious; My great thoughts, as I supposed them, were they not in reality meagre? would not people laugh at me? It is not you alone who know what it is to be evil; I am he who knew what it was to be evil; I too knitted the old knot of contrariety, Blabbed, blushed, resented, lied, stole, grudged; Had guile, anger, lust, hot wishes I dared not speak; Was wayward, vain, greedy, shallow, sly, cowardly, malignant; The wolf, the snake, the hog, not wanting in me; The cheating look, the frivolous word, the adulterous wish, not wanting; Refusals, hates, postponements, meanness, laziness, none of these wanting. ~ Walt Whitman,
1274:The words of the true poems give you more than poems,
They give you to form for yourself poems, religions, politics, war, peace, behavior, histories, essays, daily life, and everything else,
They balance the ranks, colors, races, creeds, and the sexes,
They do not seek beauty, they are sought,
Forever touching them or close upon them follows beauty, longing, fain, love-sick.

They prepare for death, yet they are not the finish, but rather the outset,
They bring none of his or her terminus or to be content and full,
Whom they take they take into space to behold the birth of the stars, to learn one of the meanings,
To launch off with absolute faith, to sweep through the ceaseless rings and never be quiet again. ~ Walt Whitman,
1275:There was a child went forth every day,
And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became,
And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day,
Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.

The early lilacs became part of this child,
And grass and white and red morning glories, and white and red clover,
And the song of the phoebe-bird,
And the Third-month lambs and the sow's pink-faint litter, and the mare's foal and the cow's calf,
And the noisy brood of the barnyard or by the mire of the pond-side,
And the fish suspending themselves so curiously below there, and the beautiful curious liquid,
And the water-plants with their graceful flat heads, all became part of him. ~ Walt Whitman,
1276:Passing stranger! You do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall’d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me,
I ate with you, and slept with you—your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass—you take of my back, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you—I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,
I am to wait—I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1277:Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall’d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours only nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1278:I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loaf and invite my soul, I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, formed from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back awhile sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, 1 - I celebrate myself, and sing myself
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1279:A word then, (for I will conquer it,)
The word final, superior to all,
Subtle, sent up--what is it?--I listen;
Are you whispering it, and have been all the time, you sea-waves?
Is that it from your liquid rims and wet sands?

Whereto answering, the sea,
Delaying not, hurrying not,
Whisper’d me through the night, and very plainly before daybreak,
Lisp’d to me the low and delicious word death,
And again death, death, death, death,
Hissing melodious, neither like the bird nor like my arous’d child’s heart,
But edging near as privately for me rustling at my feet,
Creeping thence steadily up to my ears and laving me softly all over,
Death, death, death, death, death."

-from "Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking ~ Walt Whitman,
1280:We descend upon you and all things—we arrest you all;
We realize the soul only by you, you faithful solids and fluids;
Through you color, form, location, sublimity, ideality;
Through you every proof, comparison, and all the suggestions and determinations of ourselves.

You have waited, you always wait, you dumb, beautiful ministers! you novices!
We receive you with free sense at last, and are insatiate henceforward;
Not you any more shall be able to foil us, or withhold yourselves from us;
We use you, and do not cast you aside—we plant you permanently within us;
"We fathom you not—we love you—there is perfection in you also;
You furnish your parts toward eternity;
Great or small, you furnish your parts toward the soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
1281:PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall’d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me,
I ate with you, and slept with you—your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass—you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you—I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,
I am to wait—I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1282:PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall’d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me, 5
I ate with you, and slept with you—your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass—you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you—I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,
I am to wait—I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1283:Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
Whispering I love you, before long I die,
I have travel'd a long way merely to look on you to touch you,
For I could not die till I once look'd on you,
For I fear'd I might afterward lose you.
Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe,
Return in peace to the ocean my love,
I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,
Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect!
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
As for an hour carrying us diverse, yet cannot carry us diverse forever;
Be not impatient--a little space--know you I salute the air, the
ocean and the land,
Every day at sundown for your dear sake my love. ~ Walt Whitman,
1284:I know I am deathless,
I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by a carpenter's compass,
I know I shall not pass like a child's carlacue cut with a burnt stick at night.

I know I am august,
I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood,
I see that the elementary laws never apologize,
(I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by, after all)

I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
and if each and all be aware I sit content.

One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself,
And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten million years,
I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
1285:Walt Whitman's proclamation that a leaf of grass was a miracle to confound all atheists did more justice to the findings of science than a positivism that stopped with the breaking down of the chemical reactions between sunlight and chlorophyll. This isolation of science from feeling, emotion, purpose, singular events, historic identity, endeared it to more limited minds. But it is not, perhaps, an accident that most of the great spirits in science, from Kepler and Newton to Faraday and Einstein, kept alive in their thought the presence of God-not as a mode of explaining events, but as a reminder of why they are ultimately as unexplainable today to an honest enquirer as they were to Job. (That thought has been admirably translated in Conrad Aiken's poetic dialogue with 'Thee.') ~ Lewis Mumford,
1286:There is, in sanest hours, a consciousness, a thought that rises, independent, lifted out from all else, calm, like the stars, shining eternal. This is the thought of identity — yours for you, whoever you are, as mine for me. Miracle of miracles, beyond statement, most spiritual and vaguest of earth’s dreams, yet hardest basic fact, and only entrance to all facts. In such devout hours, in the midst of the significant wonders of heaven and earth, (significant only because of the Me in the centre,) creeds, conventions, fall away and become of no account before this simple idea. Under the luminousness of real vision, it alone takes possession, takes value. Like the shadowy dwarf in the fable, once liberated and look’d upon, it expands over the whole earth, and spreads to the roof of heaven. ~ Walt Whitman,
1287:O baffled, balk'd, bent to the very earth,
Oppress'd with myself that I have dared to open my mouth,
Aware now that amid all that blab whose echoes recoil upon me I
have not once had the least idea who or what I am,
But that before all my arrogant poems the real Me stands yet
untouch'd, untold, altogether unreach'd,
Withdrawn far, mocking me with mock-congratulatory signs and
bows,
With peals of distant ironical laughter at every word I have written,
Pointing in silence to these songs, and then to the sand beneath.
I perceive I have not really understood any thing, not a single
object, and that no man ever can,
Nature here in sight of the sea taking advantage of me to dart
upon me and sting me,
Because I have dared to open my mouth to sing at all. ~ Walt Whitman,
1288:Song of myself
think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and
self-contain'd,
I stand and look at them long and long.

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,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.

So they show their relations to me and I accept them,
They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them plainly in their
possession.

I wonder where they get those tokens,
Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them? ~ Walt Whitman,
1289:What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?
They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led toward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.
All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?
I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it.
I pass death with the dying and birth with the new wash'd babe,
and am not contain'd between my hat and boots,
And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and every one good,
The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good. ~ Walt Whitman,
1290:It is almost incredible what a little stretch of nature will do to arouse a fellow—convert him, so to speak. I cannot think of a rarer experience than one I met on the river Saguenay, up there in Canada. The river’s water is an inky black—a curious study, I believe, to this day to the scientific men: take it up in a bucket, and it is still unmistakably black—the color of the stream. Oh! that great day! Down the stream a boat—sails open—wing-a-wing—one one side, one the other—patched, stained, heavy—but oh! how beautiful! It was a curious revelation out of little means. Wing-a-wing is rarely fine anyhow—I have not known it much in pictures—but few artists can accomplish it. See then, the large result of what may seem a small impulse. Why should we go hunt beauty then—I should rather ask—where can you go to get away from it? ~ Walt Whitman,
1291:Ismered az ifjúság nagyszerű örömeit?
A kedves pajtások, a vidám szó és a nevető arc örömét?
A derűs, fénysugaras nap örömét, a kifullasztó játékok örömét?
Az édes muzsika örömét? a fényes bálterem és a táncolók örömét?
A bőséges ebéd, a nagy mulatás és ivás örömét?

És – ó, felsőbbrendű lelkem! Ismered a töprengés örömét?
A szabad, magányos szív, az érző, szomorú szív örömét?
A magányos séta örömét, a lélek fáradt már, de mégis büszke; a szenvedés és harc örömét?
A kínlódást, az elragadtatást, a csendes tűnődés örömeit éjjel és nappal?
A halálra-gondolás, a nagy Idő és Tér örömeit?
A szebb, emelkedettebb szerelem elképzelésének profétikus gyönyörűségeit, az isteni feleséget, az édes, sírig hű, tökéletes barátságot?
Minden örömödet, mindazt, ami hozzád méltó, ó, halhatatlan lélek! ~ Walt Whitman,
1292:Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.

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.

(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.)"

-from "Song of the Open Road ~ Walt Whitman,
1293:And I say to any man or woman,
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.
And I say to mankind, Be not curious about God,
For I who am curious about each am not curious about God,
No array of terms can say how much I am at peace about God and about death.
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.
Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass,
I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name,
And I leave them where they are, for I know that wheresoe'er I go,
Others will punctually come for ever and ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1294:Bared your face in the starlight, curious the scene, cool blew the moderate night-wind, Long there and then in vigil I stood, dimly around me the battlefield spreading, Vigil wondrous and vigil sweet there in the fragrant silent night, But not a tear fell, not even a long-drawn sigh, long, long I gazed, Then on the earth partially reclining sat by your side leaning my chin in my hands, Passing sweet hours, immortal and mystic hours with you dearest comrade—not a tear, not a word, Vigil of silence, love and death, vigil for you my son and my soldier, As onward silently stars aloft, eastward new ones upward stole, Vigil final for you brave boy, (I could not save you, swift was your death, I faithfully loved you and cared for you living, I think we shall surely meet again,) Till at latest lingering of the night, indeed just as the dawn appear’d, ~ Walt Whitman,
1295:This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body. ~ Walt Whitman,
1296:This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body — ~ Walt Whitman,
1297:Shocked? I consider Bob one of the constellations of our time — of our country — America — a bright, magnificent constellation. Besides, all the constellations—not alone of this but of any time—shock the average intelligence for a while. In one respect that helps to prove it a constellation. Think of Voltaire, Paine, Hicks, not to say anything of modern men whom we could mention.

{Whitman's thoughts on his close friend, the great Robert Ingersoll} ~ Walt Whitman,
1298:This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body. . ~ Walt Whitman,
1299:This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labour to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body. ~ Walt Whitman,
1300:our land: The Encyclopedia of Organic Gardening and Double Yoga. Northland Wildflowers and Quilts to Wear. Songs for the Dulcimer and Bread Baking Basics. Using Plants for Healing and I Always Look Up the Word Egregious. I took the books she’d read to me, chapter by chapter, before I could read to myself: the unabridged Bambi and Black Beauty and Little House in the Big Woods. I took the books that she’d acquired as a college student in the years right before she died: Paula Gunn Allen’s The Sacred Hoop and Maxine Hong Kingston’s The Woman Warrior and Cherríe Moraga and Gloria Anzaldúa’s This Bridge Called My Back. Herman Melville’s Moby-Dick and Mark Twain’s Huckleberry Finn and Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. But I did not take the books by James Michener, the ones my mother loved the most. “Thank you,” I said now to Jeff, holding The Novel. “I’ll trade this for ~ Cheryl Strayed,
1301:My respiration and inspiration.... the beating of my
heart....
the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the
shore and
darkcolored sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn,
The sound of the belched words of my voice....
words loosed to
the eddies of the wind,
A few light kisses.... a few embraces.... a reaching
around of
arms,
The play of shine and shade on the trees as the
supple boughs
wag,
The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or
along the fields
and hillsides,
The feeling of health.... the full-noon trill.... the song
of me
rising from bed and meeting the sun.
Have you reckoned a thousand acres much? Have
you reckoned
the earth much?
Have you practiced so long to learn to read?
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of
poems? ~ Walt Whitman,
1302:Dentro del inmenso océano de la poesía distinguía varias corrientes: maricones, maricas, mariquitas, locas, bujarrones, mariposas, ninfos y filenos. Las dos corrientes mayores, sin embargo, eran la de los maricones y la de los maricas. Walt Whitman, por ejemplo, era un poeta maricón. Pablo Neruda, un poeta marica. William Blake era maricón, sin asomo de duda, y Octavio Paz marica. Borges era fileno, es decir de improviso podía ser maricón y de improviso simplemente asexual. Rubén Darío era una loca, de hecho la reina y el paradigma de las locas.
—En nuestra lengua, claro está —aclaró—; en el mundo ancho y ajeno el paradigma sigue siendo Verlaine el Generoso.
Una loca, según San Epifanio, estaba más cerca del manicomio florido y de las alucinaciones en carne viva mientras que los maricones y los maricas vagaban sincopadamente de la Ética a la Estética y viceversa. ~ Roberto Bola o,
1303:Ülök és nézem a világ minden bánatát, minden elnyomást és szégyent,
Hallom a tetteik után lelkifurdalás közt gyötrődő fiatalemberek titkos, görcsös zokogását,
Látom a szegényes életben az anyát, akit gyerekei bántanak, s meghal elhagyottan, csonttá fogyva, kétségbeesetten,
Látom a feleséget, akit férje bánt, látom a fiatal nők áruló csábítóit,
Észreveszem a féltékenység mardosását, a rejtőzni törekvő, viszonzatlan szerelmet, látom a föld e látványait,
Látom a csata, a dögvész, a zsarnokság művét, látom a vértanúkat, a foglyokat,
Figyelem az éhínséget a tengeren, a tengerészeket, akik sorsot vetnek, kit öljenek meg, hogy megmentsék a többiek életét,
Figyelem a sértést, a megalázást, ahogy a pimaszok bánnak a munkással, a szegénnyel, a négerrel meg a többivel,
Ülök és nézem mindezt az aljasságot, végtelen haláltusát,
És látom és hallom és hallgatok. ~ Walt Whitman,
1304:I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it
should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank
or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work,
or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his
boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat
deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the
hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his
way in the morning, or at noon intermission
or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the
young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or
washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to
none else,
The day what belongs to the day — at night the
party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious
songs. ~ Walt Whitman,
1305:The progress of the sciences toward theories of fundamental unity, cosmic symmetry (as in the unified field theory)—how do such theories differ, in the end, from that unity which Plato called “unspeakable” and “indiscribable,” the holistic knowledge shared by so many peoples of the earth, Christians included, before the advent of the industrial revolution made new barbarians of the peoples of the West? In the United States, before spiritualist foolishness at the end of the last century confused mysticism with “the occult” and tarnished both, William James wrote a master work of metaphysics; Emerson spoke of “the wise silence, the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related, the eternal One . . .”; Melville referred to “that profound silence, that only voice of God”; Walt Whitman celebrated the most ancient secret, that no God could be found “more divine than yourself. ~ Peter Matthiessen,
1306:And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present—and can be         none in the future; And I will show that, whatever happens to anybody, it may be turned to beautiful results—and I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful         than death; And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are         compact, And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as         profound as any. I will not make poems with reference to parts; But I will make leaves, poems, poemets, songs, says, thoughts, with         reference to ensemble: And I will not sing with reference to a day, but with reference to all         days; And I will not make a poem, nor the least part of a poem, but has reference         to the soul; Because, having looked at the objects of the universe, I find there is no         one, nor any particle of one, but has reference to the soul. ~ Walt Whitman,
1307:Hallom Amerika dalát, hallom sokféle szent énekét,
a kézművesekét, mindegyik aszerint dalolja a magáét, hogy jókedvű-e vagy komoly,
a magáét dalolja az ács, miközben a deszkáját vagy a gerendáját méri,
azt dalolja a kőműves, amikor munkájához készülődik vagy abbahagyja a munkáját,
azt a révész, ami az életéhez vagy a csónakjához tartozik, dalol a fedélzeti matróz a gőzhajón.
Dalol a cipész, miközben a munkaszékén ül, a kalapos, miközben áll,
hallom a favágó dalát, a szántó béreslegényt, ahogy reggel elindul,
vagy ahogy délben megpihen, vagy amikor lemegy a nap,
az anyag gyönyörű dalát, vagy a dolgozó fiatal asszonyét, vagy a leányét, aki varr vagy mos,
mindegyik azt dalolja, ha férfi, ha nő, amihez köze van, és nem egyebet,
napközben azt, ami a nappalé – és éjjel hallom a robosztus, vidám sihederek csapatát:
erőteljes, zengő dalaikat dalolják, ahogy csak a torkukon kifér. ~ Walt Whitman,
1308:I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth; 5
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill’d, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent. ~ Walt Whitman,
1309:Demon or bird! (said the boy’s soul,)
Is it indeed toward your mate you sing? or is it mostly to me?
For I, that was a child, my tongue’s use sleeping,
Now I have heard you,
Now in a moment I know what I am for—I awake, 150
And already a thousand singers—a thousand songs, clearer, louder and more sorrowful than yours,
A thousand warbling echoes have started to life within me,
Never to die.

O you singer, solitary, singing by yourself—projecting me;
O solitary me, listening—nevermore shall I cease perpetuating you; 155
Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations,
Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there, in the night,
By the sea, under the yellow and sagging moon,
The messenger there arous’d—the fire, the sweet hell within, 160
The unknown want, the destiny of me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1310:the swarms of cringers, suckers, doughfaces, lice of politics, planners of sly involutions for their own preferment to city offices or state legislatures or the judiciary or congress or the presidency, obtain a response of love and natural deference from the people whether they get the offices or no . . . . when it is better to be a bound booby and rogue in office at a high salary than the poorest free mechanic or farmer with his hat unmoved from his head and firm eyes and a candid and generous heart . . . . and when servility by town or state or the federal government or any oppression on a large scale or small scale can be tried on without its own punishment following duly after in exact proportion against the smallest chance of escape . . . . or rather when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part of the earth—then only shall the instinct of liberty be discharged from that part of the earth. ~ Walt Whitman,
1311:Jövendő korok krónikásai!
Jertek, megmutatom, mi van e közömbös külső mögött – elmondom nektek, rólam mit írjatok,
Közöljétek nevem és tegyétek kirakatba képét a leggyöngédebb szeretőnek: képemet.
A jóbarát, szerető arca mását, kit barátja, szeretője legjobban szeretett,
Aki nem dalaira volt büszke, hanem a szeretetnek ama mérhetetlen tengerére, mely benne lakozott – és szabadjára öntötte ki,
Aki gyakran sétált egyedül s drága barátaira, kedveseire gondolt;
Aki szerettétől távol töprengve, álmatlanul, elégedetlenül feküdt az éjszakában,
Aki túlságosan is ismerte a fájdalmas, ijesztő betegséget: titkon, forrón szeretett szerelme közönyét,
Akinek legboldogabb napja az volt, amikor messze-messze réteken, erdőkön, dombokon át barátjával kéz kézben vándorolt – csak ketten – távol mindenkitől,
Aki sokszor, mikor az utcákat rótta, karjával barátja vállát ölelte át, míg barátja karja az ő vállára borult. ~ Walt Whitman,
1312:Now while I sat in the day and look'd forth,
In the close of the day with its light and the fields of spring, and the farmers preparing their crops,
In the large unconscious scenery of my land with its lakes and forests,
In the heavenly aerial beauty, (after the perturb'd winds and the storms,)
Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing, and the voices of children and women,
The many-moving sea-tides, and I saw the ships how they sail'd,
And the summer approaching with richness, and the fields all busy with labor,
And the infinite separate houses, how they all went on, each with its meals and minutia of daily usages,
And the streets how their throbbings throbb'd, and the cities pent—lo, then and there,
Falling upon them all and among them all, enveloping me with the rest,
Appear'd the cloud, appear'd the long black trail,
And I knew death, its thought, and the sacred knowledge of death. ~ Walt Whitman,
1313:Walt Whitman
The master-songs are ended, and the man
That sang them is a name. And so is God
A name; and so is love, and life, and death,
And everything. But we, who are too blind
To read what we have written, or what faith
Has written for us, do not understand:
We only blink, and wonder.
Last night it was the song that was the man,
But now it is the man that is the song.
We do not hear him very much to-day:
His piercing and eternal cadence rings
Too pure for us --- too powerfully pure,
Too lovingly triumphant, and too large;
But there are some that hear him, and they know
That he shall sing to-morrow for all men,
And that all time shall listen.
The master-songs are ended? Rather say
No songs are ended that are ever sung,
And that no names are dead names. When we write
Men's letters on proud marble or on sand,
We write them there forever.
~ Edwin Arlington Robinson,
1314:Through me many long dumb voices,
Voices of the interminable generation of prisoners and slaves,
Voices of the diseas'd and despairing and of thieves and dwarfs,
Voices of cycles of preparation and accretion,
And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and of the father-stuff,
And of the rights of them the others are down upon,
Of the deform'd, trivial, flat, foolish, despised,
Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung.

Through me forbidden voices,
Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veil'd and I remove the veil,
Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigur'd.

I do not press my fingers across my mouth,
I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart,
Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.

I believe in the flesh and the appetites,
Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle."


-from "Song of Myself ~ Walt Whitman,
1315:We seem afraid of the natural forces. John Burroughs puts it well, says, if the American is only dry, he is not content to take a drink of pure cold water, but must put sugar into it, or a flavor. To me, these things—the things of which these are the type—are the prominent dangers in the future of our America. The exhilaration of such freedom—the going and coming—the being master of yourself and of the road! No one who is not a walker can begin to know it! Oh! the long, long walks, way into the nights!—in the after hours—sometimes lasting till two or three in the morning! The air, the stars, the moon, the water—what a fullness of inspiration they imparted!—what exhilaration! And there were the detours, too—wanderings off into the country out of the beaten path: I remember one place in Maryland in particular to which we would go. How splendid, above all, was the moon—the full moon, the half moon: and then the wonder, the delight, of the silences. ~ Walt Whitman,
1316:Paine was a grand fellow — high—with the most splendid sense of justice. But he was a reasoner — not warm — not letting out the natural palpitating passion... which perhaps he didn't have. But I see all that and more in Ingersoll. His imagination flames and plays up, up, up. It is a grand height! And he has so sharp a blade, too; is many-sided, gifted for great effects in different spheres. I don't suppose we ever had a man here so well adapted to that work.

{Whitman's thought on Thomas Paine and his good friend, Robert Ingersoll} ~ Walt Whitman,
1317:I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

32. I think I could turn and live with animals, they're so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them and long.

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 discussiong 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,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the earth.

52. The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and loitering.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric YAWP over the roofs of the world. ~ Walt Whitman,
1318:Láttam Louisiánában egy tölgyfát,
Egy szál magában állt, s moha csüngött alá gallyairól,
Úgy nőtt ott, hogy nem volt egy társa sem, s fakasztott vidám, sötétzöld koronát,
Nyers, egyenes, élettől duzzadó törzse önmagamat juttatta az eszembe,
De csak bámultam, hogy fakaszthatott víg koronát, mikor csak így áll, egymaga, nincs egyetlen barát mellette, mert én, jól tudom, nem volnék képes erre,
S egy gallyat törtem róla, melyen pár levél volt, és körül-kötöztem egy kevés mohával,
És magammal hoztam, s úgy helyeztem el szobámban, hogy jól látható legyen,
Nem mintha emlékeztetnie kellene drága barátaimra,
(Mert, úgy hiszem, mostanság nemigen jár kívülük máson eszem,)
De különös emlékjelül, ránézek, s róla majd a férfias barátság jut az eszembe;
Mert bárhogy is van, noha ott ragyog a tölgy Louisiánában, egy tág tisztáson, egymaga,
S fakaszt víg koronát, amíg csak él, s nincs egyetlen barát, egyetlen szerető a közelében,
Én, jól tudom, nem volnék képes erre. ~ Walt Whitman,
1319:Muscle and pluck forever!
What invigorates life, invigorates death,
And the dead advance as much as the living advance,
And the future is no more uncertain than the present,
And the roughness of the earth and of man encloses as much as the delicatesse of the earth and of man,
And nothing endures but personal qualities.
What do you think endures?
Do you think the great city endures?
Or a teeming manufacturing state? or a prepared constitution? or the best-built steamships?
Or hotels of granite and iron? or any chef-d’oeuvres of engineering, forts, armaments?

Away! These are not to be cherish’d for themselves;
They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play for them;
The show passes, all does well enough of course,
All does very well till one flash of defiance.

The great city is that which has the greatest man or woman;
If it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world."

-from "Song of the Broad-Axe ~ Walt Whitman,
1320:ON the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining—I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of the future.

A VAST SIMILITUDE interlocks all,
All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets, comets, asteroids,
All the substances of the same, and all that is spiritual upon the same,
All distances of place, however wide,
All distances of time—all inanimate forms,
All Souls—all living bodies, though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes—the fishes, the brutes,
All men and women—me also;
All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages;
All identities that have existed, or may exist, on this globe, or any globe;
All lives and deaths—all of the past, present, future;
This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd, and shall forever span them, and compactly hold them, and enclose them. ~ Walt Whitman,
1321:Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sunrise
would kill me,
If I could not now and always send sunrise out of
me.
We also ascend dazzling and tremendous as the sun,
We found our own my soul in the calm and cool of
the daybreak.
My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach,
With the twirl of my tongue I encompass worlds and
volumes of
worlds.
Speech is the twin of my vision.... it is unequal to
measure itself.
It provokes me forever,
It says sarcastically, Walt, you understand
enough.... why don’t
you let it out then?
Come now I will not be tantalized.... you conceive
too much of articulation.
Do you not know how the buds beneath are folded?
Waiting in gloom protected by frost,
The dirt receding before my prophetical screams,
I underlying causes to balance them at last,
My knowledge my live parts.... it keeping tally with
the
meaning of things,
Happiness.... which whoever hears me let him or
her set out in
search of this day. ~ Walt Whitman,
1322:Ti gonosztevők a bíróság előtt,
Ti börtöncellákba zárt fegyencek, ti elítélt, megvasalt, bilincsbevert gyilkosok,
Ki vagyok én, hogy felettem nem ítélkeznek és nem vetnek börtönbe?
Nekem, aki éppoly kegyetlen és sátáni vagyok, mint bárki közületek, miért nincs vasban a csuklóm, és miért nem bilincsbevert a bokám?

Ti ringyók, utcán lófrálók s a szobák mélyén paráználkodók,
Ki vagyok én, hogy titeket romlottabbnak nevezzelek magamnál?

Ó, elzüllöttek! Fennhangon kiáltom: Beismerem! Megvallom!
(Ó, csodálóim, ne dicsérjetek — ne hízelegjetek — megborzadok tőle.
Én látom, amit ti nem láttok — én tudom, amit ti nem tudtok.)

Mellkasomba zártan fekszem, szennyben fuldokolva,
E mögött a közömbösnek látszó arc mögött a pokol örvénylik,
Kéjvágy és elvetemültség nem idegen tőlem,
Parázsló szeretettel járok a bűnösök között,
Ügy érzem, közülük való vagyok – magam is a bűnözők és ringyók közé tartozom,
Többé nem tagadom meg őket – hogyan is tagadhatnám meg önmagam? ~ Walt Whitman,
1323:Walt Whitman, kozmosz, Manhattan fia,
Békétlen, anyagias, érzéki, evő-ivó és nemző,
Nem érzelgős, nem áll férfiak vagy nők fölött, sem rajtuk kívül,
Éppoly szerény, mint szerénytelen.

Csavarjátok le a zárat az ajtókról!
Csavarjátok ki sarkaikból még az ajtókat is!

Ha ki mást lealáz, engem aláz le,
Ha mit tesznek és mondanak, végül is engem érint.

Rajtam hömpölyög át az áram, rajtam az ár és a mutató!

Én mondom ki az ős jelszót, én adom meg a demokrácia jelét,
Istenemre, semmit sem fogadok el, amit bárki meg nem kaphat hasonló feltételekkel.
Rajtam hatol át sok régen elnémult hang,
Véget nem érő rab- és rabszolganemzedékek hangjai,
Betegek és elcsüggedtek és tolvajok és törpék hangjai,
Felkészülődések és gyarapodások körforgásának hangjai,
És a csillagokat egybekötő fonalak és anyaméhek és nemzősejtek hangjai,
És azok jogainak hangjai, akiket mások letepertek,
A torzalakúak, bohók, laposak, balgák, megvetettek hangjai,
Légbeli köd, ganajtúró bogarakéi. ~ Walt Whitman,
1324:What do you think has become of the young and old
men?
And what do you think has become of the women
and children?
They are alive and well somewhere;
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does
not wait at the
end to arrest it,
And ceased the moment life appeared.
All goes onward and outward.... and nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed,
and luckier.
Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?
I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to
die, and I
know it.
I pass death with the dying, and birth with the newwashed
babe.... and am not contained between my hat and
boots,
And peruse manifold objects, no two alike, and
every one good,
The earth good, and the stars good, and their adjuncts
all good.
I am not an earth nor an adjunct of an earth,
I am the mate and companion of people, all just as
immortal and
fathomless as myself;
They do not know how immortal, but I know. ~ Walt Whitman,
1325:This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men—go freely with powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and with the mothers of families—re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book, and dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body. The poet shall not spend his time in unneeded work. He shall know that the ground is already plough'd and manured; others may not know it, but he shall. He shall go directly to the creation. His trust shall master the trust of everything he touches—and shall master all attachment. ~ Walt Whitman,
1326:Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.

Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age,
Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.

Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean,
Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.

I am satisfied—I see, dance, laugh, sing;
As the hugging and loving bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread,
Leaving me baskets cover’d with white towels swelling the house with their plenty,
Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes,
That they turn from gazing after and down the road,
And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent,
Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead? ~ Walt Whitman,
1327:Trippers and askers surround me,
People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and
city I live in, or the nation,
The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old
and new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues,
The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill-doing or loss
or lack of money, or depressions or exaltations,
Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news,
the fitful events;
These come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.

Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,
Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary,
Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest,
Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next,
Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.

Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with
linguists and contenders,
I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait. ~ Walt Whitman,
1328:Henceforth let no man of us lie, for we have seen that openness wins the inner and outer world and that there is no single exception, and that never since our earth gathered itself in a mass have deceit or subterfuge or prevarication attracted its smallest particle or the faintest tinge of a shade—and that through the enveloping wealth and rank of a state or the whole republic of states a sneak or sly person shall be discovered and despised. . . . and that the soul has never been once fooled and never can be fooled. . . . and thrift without the loving nod of the soul is only a foetid puff. . . . and there never grew up in any of the continents of the globe nor upon any planet or satellite or star, nor upon the asteroids, nor in any part of ethereal space, nor in the midst of density, nor under the fluid wet of the sea, nor in that condition which precedes the birth of babes, nor at any time during the changes of life, nor in that condition that follows what we term death, nor in any stretch of abeyance or action afterward of vitality, nor in any process of formation or reformation anywhere, a being whose instinct hated the truth. ~ Walt Whitman,
1329:Noshát, ki csodálkozik a csodán?
Én, én mást se látok, mint csoda dolgokat,
Kószáljak Mannahatta utcáin akár,
Vagy szökkenjen szemem a háztetők fölé az égnek,
Vagy gázoljam meztélláb végig a tengerpart sekélyét,
Vagy füleljek roppant fák alatt,
Vagy szóljak azzal, akit szeretek, vagy háljak azzal, akit szeretek,
Vagy üljek asztalnál, ebédnél, társaimmal,
Vagy bámuljam az idegen, szembe-futós kocsikat,
Vagy kas körül zizegő, mézteli méhek sürgését, míg rezeg a nyári dél,
Vagy a lassú állatok legelését,
Vagy madarak, bogarak csoda cikkanását a levegőben,
Vagy a naplemente ámulatát, a csillag csöndes csillanását,
Tavaszi újhold mondhatatlan, lehelet-gyönge hajlatát;
Mind, mind csoda nékem ez, külön, együtt,
Hordozván az egészet, s mind-mind önmaga is.

Csoda nékem minden perce a fénynek, az árnynak,
Csoda nékem minden kicsi íze a térnek,
Behintve a földfelszín minden falatja csodával,
Elöntve a belső minden csöppje vele.

Szakadatlan csoda nékem a tenger,
Hal-nyájak – szirtek – hullámzubogás – a hajók és rajtuk az ember,
Kell-e különb csoda ennél? ~ Walt Whitman,
1330:All beauty comes from beautiful blood and a beautiful brain. If the greatnesses are in conjunction in a man or woman it is enough...the fact will prevail through the universe...but the gaggery and gilt of a million years will not prevail. Who troubles himself about his ornaments or fluency is lost. This is what you shall so: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body... ~ Walt Whitman,
1331:O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise upfor you the flag is flungfor you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreathsfor you the shores a-crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. [2332.jpg] -- from Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, O Captain! my Captain!
,
1332:A great poem is for ages and ages in common and for all degrees and complexions and all departments and sects and for a woman as much as a man and a man as much as a woman. A great poem is no finish to a man or woman but rather a beginning. Has any one fancied he could sit at last under some due authority and rest satisfied with explanations and realize and be content and full? To no such terminus does the greatest poet bring . . . he brings neither cessation or sheltered fatness and ease. The touch of him tells in action. Whom he takes he takes with firm sure grasp into live regions previously unattained thenceforward is no rest . . . they see the space and ineffable sheen that turn the old spots and lights into dead vacuums. The companion of him beholds the birth and progress of stars and learns one of the meanings. Now there shall be a man cohered out of tumult and chaos . . . the elder encourages the younger and shows him how . . . they two shall launch off fearlessly together till the new world fits an orbit for itself and looks unabashed on the lesser orbits of the stars and sweeps through the ceaseless rings and shall never be quiet again. ~ Walt Whitman,
1333:O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths - for you the shores
a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
1334:O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead. ~ Walt Whitman,
1335:He is a type of our best — our rarest. Electrical, I was going to say, beyond anyone, perhaps, ever was: charged, surcharged. Not a founder of new philosophies — not of that build. But a towering magnetic presence, filling the air about with light, warmth, inspiration. A great intellect, penetrating, in ways (on his field) the best of our time — to be long kept, cherished, passed on... It should not be surprising that I am drawn to Ingersoll, for he is 'Leaves of Grass.' He lives, embodies, the individuality I preach. 'Leaves of Grass' utters individuality, the most extreme, uncompromising. I see in Bob the noblest specimen —American-flavored—pure out of the soil, spreading, giving, demanding light.

{Whitman's thought on his good friend, the great Robert Ingersoll} ~ Walt Whitman,
1336:I HAVE said somewhere that the three Presidentiads preceding 1861 show’d how the weakness and wickedness of rulers are just as eligible here in America under republican, as in Europe under dynastic influences. But what can I say of that prompt and splendid wrestling with secession slavery, the arch-enemy personified, the instant he unmistakably show’d his face? The volcanic upheaval of the nation, after that firing on the flag at Charleston, proved for certain something which had been previously in great doubt, and at once substantially settled the question of disunion. In my judgment it will remain as the grandest and most encouraging spectacle yet vouchsafed in any age, old or new, to political progress and democracy. It was not for what came to the surface merely—though that was important—but what it indicated below, which was of eternal importance. Down in the abysms of New World humanity there had form’d and harden’d a primal hard-pan of national Union will, determin’d and in the majority, refusing to be tamper’d with or argued against, confronting all emergencies, and capable at any time of bursting all surface bonds, and breaking out like an earthquake. ~ Walt Whitman,
1337:I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you,
And you must not be abased to the other.

Loaf with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best,
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.

I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning,
How you settled your head athwart my hips, and gently turned over upon me,
And parted the shirt from my bosom bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stripped heart,
And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.

Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,
And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own,
And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,
And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers,
And that a kelson of the creation is love,
And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,
And brown ants in the little wells beneath them,
And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heaped stones, elder, mullein and pokeweed. ~ Walt Whitman,
1338:Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-washed babe, and am not contained between my hat and boots, And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and everyone good, The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good. I am not an earth nor an adjunct of the earth, I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and fathomless as myself, (They do not know how immortal, but I know.) Every kind for itself and its own, for me mine male and female, For me those that have been boys and that love women, For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be slighted, For me the sweetheart and the old maid, for me mothers and the mothers of mothers, For me lips that have smiled, eyes that have shed tears, For me children and the begetters of children. Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded, I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, 7 - Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born?
,
1339:Trippers and askers surround me, People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and city I live in, or the nation, The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and new, My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues, The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love, The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill-doing or loss or lack of money, or depressions or exaltations, Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news, the fitful events; These come to me days and nights and go from me again, But they are not the Me myself. Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest, Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next, Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it. Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders, I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait. [2720.jpg] -- from This Dance of Bliss: Ecstatic Poetry from Around the World, Edited by Ivan M. Granger

  ~ Walt Whitman, 4 - Trippers and askers surround me
,
1340:Bárki vagy is, félek, álmok ösvényein tévelyegsz,
Félek, hogy amit valónak vélsz ma, kipereg kezedből, lábad alól,
Hisz tünedeznek rólad s mellőled máris vonásaid, örömeid, szavaid, házad, mesterséged, szokásod, bolondozásod, öltözeted, bűneid,
Feltűnik elém igazi lelked és tested,
Az lép elő az ügyeidből, a kereskedés, az üzlet, a munka, a gazdaság, a ruha, a ház, a csere-bere, az evés-ivás, a szenvedés, a halál mögül.

Bárki vagy is, most rád teszem a kezem, hogy te légy a versem,
Mozdulatlan ajkkal súgom füledbe,
Sok férfit és nőt szerettem, de nálad jobban senkit se szerettem.
Oh sokáig voltam tétova és szótalan,
Régóta egyenest feléd kellett volna irányítanom utam,
Csak téged kellett volna emlegetnem, csak téged kellett volna énekelnem.

Most odahagyok mindent, megindulok és himnuszodat zengem,
Senki nem értett meg téged, csak én értelek meg téged,
Senki sem adott neked igazat, tenmagad sem adtál igazat magadnak,
Senki nem látott tökéletesnek, csak én látok tökéletességet benned,
Mindenki el akart nyomni, csak én nem egyezem bele, hogy elnyomjanak,
Csak én nem rakok föléd gazdát, urat, elöljárót, istent – kivéve azt, akit te mélyen önmagadban hordozol. ~ Walt Whitman,
1341:What's your name?" he asked.
She'd turned to him with a deep frown, instantly terrifying him. About to turn to escape back into the bookshop, Walt was stopped by her shrug.
"Cora."
"That's a funny name."
"It isn't, actually." Cora's frown deepened. She pulled herself up to her full height of four foot three inches. 'Officially my name is Cori, but Grandma calls me Cora. I'm named in honor of Gerty Cori, the first woman winner of the Nobel Prize in medicine. I bet you didn't know that."
"No," Walt admitted, embarrassed. "I didn't."
"What's your name?"
"Walt," he offered quietly, expecting her to retort that his was an even sillier name, but she didn't.
"After the scientist?"
Walt frowned, thrown. "What scientist?"
Cora shrugged. "Maybe Luis Walter Alvarez or Walter Reed, but... actually Walter Sutton is the most famous. He invented a theory about chromosomes and the Mendelian laws of inheritance." Cora let slip a little smile of satisfaction at the blank look on the boy's face. "Or maybe Walter Lewis-"
"No," Walt interrupted, "I've never heard of any of them."
"Oh." Cora folded her arms and tilted her nose upward. "Then who are you named after?" she asked, as if this was a given.
"Walt Whitman," he retorted. "The poet. ~ Menna van Praag,
1342:ELECTION DAY, NOVEMBER, 1884.

If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest
scene and show,
'Twould not be you, Niagara—nor you, ye limitless prairies—nor
your huge rifts of canyons, Colorado,
Nor you, Yosemite—nor Yellowstone, with all its spasmic geyser-
loops ascending to the skies, appearing and disappearing,
Nor Oregon's white cones—nor Huron's belt of mighty lakes—
nor Mississippi's stream:
—This seething hemisphere's humanity, as now, I'd name—the
still small voice vibrating—America's choosing day,
(The heart of it not in the chosen—the act itself the main, the
quadriennial choosing,)
The stretch of North and South arous'd—sea-board and inland
—Texas to Maine—the Prairie States—Vermont, Virginia,
California,
The final ballot-shower from East to West—the paradox and con-
flict,
The countless snow-flakes falling—(a swordless conflict,
Yet more than all Rome's wars of old, or modern Napoleon's:)
the peaceful choice of all,
Or good or ill humanity—welcoming the darker odds, the dross:
—Foams and ferments the wine? it serves to purify—while the
heart pants, life glows:
These stormy gusts and winds waft precious ships,
Swell'd Washington's, Jefferson's, Lincoln's sails. ~ Walt Whitman,
1343:When I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv’d with plaudits in the capitol, still it was not a happy night for me that follow’d,
And else when I carous’d, or when my plans were accomplish’d, still I was not happy,
But the day when I rose at dawn from the bed of perfect health, refresh’d, singing, inhaling the ripe breath of autumn,
When I saw the full moon in the west grow pale and disappear in the morning light,
When I wander’d alone over the beach, and undressing bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise,
And when I thought how my dear friend my lover was on his way coming, O then I was happy,
O then each breath tasted sweeter, and all that day my food nourish’d me more, and the beautiful day pass’d well,
And the next came with equal joy, and with the next at evening came my friend,
And that night while all was still I heard the waters roll slowly continually up the shores,
I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands as directed to me whispering to congratulate me,
For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool night,
In the stillness in the autumn moonbeams his face was inclined toward me,
And his arm lay lightly around my breast – and that night I was happy. ~ Walt Whitman,
1344:Mikor e kései órán a szürkületben egyedül üldögélek s az égő tölgy lángja lobog,
Régmúlt háborús jeleneteken elmélkedem – számtalan, eltemetett ismeretlen katonán,
Az üres neveken, olyanokon, melyeket nem írtak sem égre, sem tengerre, a vissza-nem-térteken,
A csata utáni kurta békén, zord, hantoló osztagokon,
Egész Amerikából, Északról, Délről, Keletről, Nyugatról, ahonnan jöttek, mély árkokba összegyűjtött halottakon:
Az erdős Maine-en, Új Anglia farmjain, a termékeny Pennsylvanián, Illinoison, Ohion,
A mérhetetlen Nyugaton, Virginián, Délen, Carolinákon, Texason,
(Még itt is, szobám árnyékaiban és homályos fényei közt, a halk, lobogó lángokban,
Ismét látom a délceg, bátran támadó sorokat, amint felmagasodnak – hallom a hadseregek ritmikus menetét;)
Nektek énekelem most ezt a dalt, mindnyájatoknak – ti meg-nem-örökített nevek – a háború sötét hagyatéka,
Villanjon fel ebben a dalban a régen elhanyagolt kötelesség – bennem összegyűlt misztikus névsorotok,
Minden nevet felidézek a sötétségből és a halottak hamvaiból,
Mélyen a szívembe véslek ezentúl benneteket, hogy sokáig emlékezzem,
A ti ismeretlen neveitek misztikus soraira, akár Északról, akár Délről jöttetek,
E szürkületi dalban éltek ti tovább, szeretettel bebalzsamozva. ~ Walt Whitman,
1345:Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,
Out of the mocking-bird’s throat, the musical shuttle,
Out of the Ninth-month midnight,
Over the sterile sands, and the fields beyond, where the child, leaving his bed, wander’d
alone, bare-headed, barefoot,
Down from the shower’d halo,
Up from the mystic play of shadows, twining and twisting as if they were alive,
Out from the patches of briers and blackberries,
From the memories of the bird that chanted to me,
From your memories, sad brother—from the fitful risings and fallings I heard,
From under that yellow half-moon, late-risen, and swollen as if with tears,
From those beginning notes of sickness and love, there in the transparent mist,
From the thousand responses of my heart, never to cease,
From the myriad thence-arous’d words,
From the word stronger and more delicious than any,
From such, as now they start, the scene revisiting,
As a flock, twittering, rising, or overhead passing,
Borne hither—ere all eludes me, hurriedly,
A man—yet by these tears a little boy again,
Throwing myself on the sand, confronting the waves,
I, chanter of pains and joys, uniter of here and hereafter,
Taking all hints to use them—but swiftly leaping beyond them,
A reminiscence sing. ~ Walt Whitman,
1346:And I know I am solid and sound,
To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually
flow,
All are written to me, and I must get what the writing
means.
And I know I am deathless,
I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by a carpenter’s
compass,
I know I shall not pass like a child’s carlacueg cut
with a burnt
stick at night.
I know I am august,
I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be
understood,
I see that the elementary laws never apologize,
I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant
my house by
after all.
I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware, and by far the largest to me,
and that is myself,
And whether I come to my own today or in ten
thousand or ten
million years,
I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness
I can wait.
My foothold is tenoned and mortised in granite,
I laugh at what you call dissolution,
And I know the amplitude of time.
I am the poet of the body,
And I am the poet of the soul.
The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains
of hell are
with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself.... the latter
I
translate into a new tongue. ~ Walt Whitman,
1347:Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,  Out of the mocking-bird’s throat, the musical shuttle,  Out of the Ninth-month midnight,  Over the sterile sands, and the fields beyond, where the child, leaving his bed, wander’d alone, bare-headed, barefoot,  Down from the shower’d halo,  Up from the mystic play of shadows, twining and twisting as if they were alive,  Out from the patches of briers and blackberries,  From the memories of the bird that chanted to me,  From your memories, sad brother—from the fitful risings and fallings I heard,  From under that yellow half-moon, late-risen, and swollen as if with tears,  From those beginning notes of sickness and love, there in the transparent mist,  From the thousand responses of my heart, never to cease,  From the myriad thence-arous’d words,  From the word stronger and more delicious than any,  From such, as now they start, the scene revisiting,  As a flock, twittering, rising, or overhead passing,  Borne hither—ere all eludes me, hurriedly,  A man—yet by these tears a little boy again,  Throwing myself on the sand, confronting the waves.  I, chanter of pains and joys, uniter of here and hereafter,  Taking all hints to use them—but swiftly leaping beyond them,  A reminiscence sing. ~ Walt Whitman, Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking, from Leaves of Grass, 1860 edition.,
1348:These are the thoughts of all men in all ages and
lands, they are
not original with me,
If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing
or next to
nothing,
If they do not enclose everything they are next to
nothing,
If they are not the riddle and the untying of the
riddle they are
nothing,
If they are not just as close as they are distant they
are nothing.
This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and
the water is,
This is the common air that bathes the globe.
This is the breath of laws and songs and behaviour,
This is the tasteless water of souls.... this is the true
sustenance,
It is for the illiterate.... it is for the judges of the supreme
court . . . . it is for the federal capitol and the state
capitols,
It is for the admirable communes of literary men
and composers
and singers and lecturers and engineers and savans,
It is for the endless races of working people and
farmers and
seamen.
This is the trill of a thousand clear cornets and
scream of the octave flute and strike of triangles.
I play not a march for victors only.... I play great
marches for conquered and slain persons.
Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall.... battles are lost in the
same spirit
in which they are won. ~ Walt Whitman,
1349:Except to the most avid seekers of wisdom, Stoicism is either unknown or misunderstood. Indeed, it would be hard to find a word dealt a greater injustice at the hands of the English language than “Stoic.” To the average person, this vibrant, action-oriented, and paradigm-shifting way of living has become shorthand for “emotionlessness.” Given the fact that the mere mention of philosophy makes most nervous or bored, “Stoic philosophy” on the surface sounds like the last thing anyone would want to learn about, let alone urgently need in the course of daily life. What a sad fate for a philosophy that even one of its occasional critics, Arthur Schopenhauer, would describe as “the highest point to which man can attain by the mere use of his faculty of reason.” Our goal with this book is to restore Stoicism to its rightful place as a tool in the pursuit of self-mastery, perseverance, and wisdom: something one uses to live a great life, rather than some esoteric field of academic inquiry. Certainly, many of history’s great minds not only understood Stoicism for what it truly is, they sought it out: George Washington, Walt Whitman, Frederick the Great, Eugène Delacroix, Adam Smith, Immanuel Kant, Thomas Jefferson, Matthew Arnold, Ambrose Bierce, Theodore Roosevelt, William Alexander Percy, Ralph Waldo Emerson. Each read, studied, quoted, or admired the Stoics. ~ Ryan Holiday,
1350:Fall behind me States!
A man before all—myself, typical, before all.

Give me the pay I have served for,
Give me to sing the songs of the great Idea, take all the rest,
I have loved the earth, sun, animals, I have despised riches,
I have given aims to every one that ask'd, stood up for the stupid
and crazy, devoted my income and labor to others,
Hated tyrants, argued not concerning God, had patience and indulgence
toward the people, taken off my hat to nothing known or unknown,
Gone freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young,
and with the mothers of families,
Read these leaves to myself in the open air, tried them by trees,
stars, rivers,
Dismiss'd whatever insulted my own soul or defiled my body,
Claim'd nothing to myself which I have not carefully claim'd for
others on the same terms,
Sped to the camps, and comrades found and accepted from every State,
(Upon this breast has many a dying soldier lean'd to breathe his last,
This arm, this hand, this voice, have nourish'd, rais'd, restored,
To life recalling many a prostrate form;)
I am willing to wait to be understood by the growth of the taste of myself,
Rejecting none, permitting all.

(Say O Mother, have I not to your thought been faithful?
Have I not through life kept you and yours before me?) ~ Walt Whitman,
1351:Recommended Reading
David Foster Wallace - Infinite Jest
DH Lawrence - The Rainbow
Gabriel Garcia Marquez - Love in the Time of Cholera
Karl Ove Knausgaard - My Struggle
Virginia Woolf - To The Lighthouse
Ben Lerner - The Topeka School
Sally Rooney - Conversations With Friends
Nell Zink - The Wallcreeper
Elena Ferrante - The Days of Abandonment
Jack Kerouac - Dharma Bums
Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass
Michael Murphy - Golf in the Kingdom
Barbara Kingsolver - Prodigal Summer
Albertine Sarrazin - Astragal
Rebecca Solnit - The Faraway Nearby
Michael Paterniti - Love and Other Ways of Dying
Rainer Maria Rilke - Book of Hours
James Baldwin - Another Country
Roberto Calasso - Ka
Translation by S. Radhakrishan - Principle Upanisads
Chogyam Trungpa - Cutting Through Spiritual Materialism
Translation by Georg Feuerstein - Yoga Sutra
Richard Freeman - The Mirror of Yoga
Translation by S. Radhakrishan - The Bhagavad Gita
Shrunyu Suzuki - Zen Mind Beginner's Mind
Heinrich Zimmer - Myths and Symbols in Indian Art and Civilization
Sogyal Rinpoche - The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
Joseph Campbell - Myths of Light
Joseph Campbell - The Hero With A Thousand Faces
Sri Aurobindo - Savitri
Thomas Meyers - Anatomy Trains
Wendy Doniger - The Hindus ~ Jason Bowman, http://www.jasonbowmanyoga.com/recommended-reading,
1352:What is this you bring my America?
Is it uniform with my country?
Is it not something that has been better told or done before?
Have you not imported this or the spirit of it in some ship?
Is it not a mere tale? a rhyme? a prettiness?—is the good old
cause in it?
Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians,
literats, of enemies' lands?
Does it not assume that what is notoriously gone is still here?
Does it answer universal needs? will it improve manners?
Does it sound with trumpet-voice the proud victory of the Union
in that secession war?
Can your performance face the open fields and the seaside?
Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air, to appear again in my
strength, gait, face?
Have real employments contributed to it? original makers, not
mere amanuenses?
Does it meet modern discoveries, calibres, facts, face to face?
What does it mean to American persons, progresses, cities? Chi-
cago, Kanada, Arkansas?
Does it see behind the apparent custodians the real custodians
standing, menacing, silent, the mechanics, Manhattanese,
Western men, Southerners, significant alike in their apathy,
and in the promptness of their love?
Does it see what finally befalls, and has always finally befallen, each
temporizer, patcher, outsider, partialist, alarmist, infidel,
who has ever ask'd any thing of America? ~ Walt Whitman,
1353:It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall,
The dark threw its patches down upon me also,
The best I had done seem’d to me blank and suspicious,
My great thoughts as I supposed them, were they not in reality meagre?
Nor is it you alone who know what it is to be evil,
I am he who knew what it was to be evil,
I too knitted the old knot of contrariety,
Blabb’d, blush’d, resented, lied, stole, grudg’d,
Had guile, anger, lust, hot wishes I dared not speak,
Was wayward, vain, greedy, shallow, sly, cowardly, malignant,
The wolf, the snake, the hog, not wanting in me,
The cheating look, the frivolous word, the adulterous wish, not wanting,
Refusals, hates, postponements, meanness, laziness, none of these wanting,
Was one with the rest, the days and haps of the rest,
Was call’d by my nighest name by clear loud voices of young men as they saw me approaching or passing,
Felt their arms on my neck as I stood, or the negligent leaning of their flesh against me as I sat,
Saw many I loved in the street or ferry-boat or public assembly, yet never told them a word,
Lived the same life with the rest, the same old laughing, gnawing, sleeping,
Play’d the part that still looks back on the actor or actress,
The same old role, the role that is what we make it, as great as we like,
Or as small as we like, or both great and small."

-from "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry ~ Walt Whitman,
1354:Our inner lives must be lent a structure and our best thoughts reinforced to counter the continuous pull of distraction and disintegration. Religions have been wise enough to establish elaborate calendars and schedules. How free secular society leaves us by contrast. Secular life is not, of course, unacquainted with calendars and schedules. We know them well in relation to work, and accept the virtues of reminders of lunch meetings, cash-flow projections and tax deadlines. But it expects that we will spontaneously find our way to the ideas that matter to us and gives us weekends off for consumption and recreation. It privileges discovery, presenting us with an incessant stream of new information – and therefore it prompts us to forget everything. We are enticed to go to the cinema to see a newly released film, which ends up moving us to an exquisite pitch of sensitivity, sorrow and excitement. We leave the theatre vowing to reconsider our entire existence in light of the values shown on screen, and to purge ourselves of our decadence and haste. And yet by the following evening, after a day of meetings and aggravations, our cinematic experience is well on its way towards obliteration. We honour the power of culture but rarely admit with what scandalous ease we forget its individual monuments. We somehow feel, however, that it would be a violation of our spontaneity to be presented with rotas for rereading Walt Whitman. ~ Alain de Botton,
1355:An Apple From Walt Whitman
There's never been a poet where I live,
but I grew up in the shade of Whitman's name:
born in West Hills—our hills—he would have walked
our paths along the crest. I walked Whitman Road,
crashed the Whitman Drive-In, stole a book
from the sci-fi rack at the Melville-Whitman Pharmacy,
even played lacrosse against Whitman High;
we lost three times, the guys from Halfway Hollow,
to young men with Whitman in white on their varsity jackets.
My mother tells a story about Thanksgiving,
back when kids went begging in rags and blackface:
how Carrie Wicks's sister said she got
an apple from Walt Whitman, right at his house,
an old man with a beard. The big kids laughed,
knowing the white-haired caretaker was no one.
I set no foot inside the Whitman House
or Leaves of Grass till after I went away,
but I'm better having grown up with the name,
the house and hills of a poet everyone knew,
a poet big enough in the mothers' stories
for a girl to believe he came to the door with a long
white beard and smiled and handed her an apple.
If a poet the size of Whitman named our few
square miles and a few in Jersey it's going to take
a lot more big ones to hand us all a welcome
sweet as a Thanksgiving apple from Walt Whitman,
white-haired care-taker, seed of mothers' stories,
Appleseed of our poetry: nourishment, shade.
~ Eric Torgersen,
1356:I have said that the soul is not more than the body,
And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,
And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one’s self is,
And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud,
And I or you pocketless of a dime may purchase the pick of the earth,
And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times,
And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero,
And there is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheel’d universe,
And I say to any man or woman, Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.

And I say to mankind, Be not curious about God,
For I who am curious about each am not curious about God,
(No array of terms can say how much I am at peace about God and about death.)

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.

Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass,
I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign’d by God’s name,
And I leave them where they are, for I know that wheresoe’er I go,
Others will punctually come for ever and ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1357:To-day a rude brief recitative,
Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal,
Of unnamed heroes in the ships—of waves spreading and spreading
far as the eye can reach,
Of dashing spray, and the winds piping and blowing,
And out of these a chant for the sailors of all nations,
Fitful, like a surge.

Of sea-captains young or old, and the mates, and of all intrepid sailors,
Of the few, very choice, taciturn, whom fate can never surprise nor
death dismay.
Pick'd sparingly without noise by thee old ocean, chosen by thee,
Thou sea that pickest and cullest the race in time, and unitest nations,
Suckled by thee, old husky nurse, embodying thee,
Indomitable, untamed as thee.

(Ever the heroes on water or on land, by ones or twos appearing,
Ever the stock preserv'd and never lost, though rare, enough for
seed preserv'd.)

Flaunt out O sea your separate flags of nations!
Flaunt out visible as ever the various ship-signals!
But do you reserve especially for yourself and for the soul of man
one flag above all the rest,
A spiritual woven signal for all nations, emblem of man elate above death,
Token of all brave captains and all intrepid sailors and mates,
And all that went down doing their duty,
Reminiscent of them, twined from all intrepid captains young or old,
A pennant universal, subtly waving all time, o'er all brave sailors,
All seas, all ships. ~ Walt Whitman,
1358:I belong to a culture that includes Proust, Henry James, Tchaikovsky, Cole Porter, Plato, Socrates, Aristotle, Alexander the Great, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, Christopher Marlowe, Walt Whitman, Herman Melville, Tennessee Williams, Byron, E.M. Forster, Lorca, Auden, Francis Bacon, James Baldwin, Harry Stack Sullivan, John Maynard Keynes, Dag Hammarskjold… These are not invisible men. Poor Bruce. Poor frightened Bruce. Once upon a time you wanted to be a soldier.
Bruce, did you know that an openly gay Englishman was as responsible as any man for winning the Second World War? His name was Alan Turing and he cracked the Germans' Enigma code so the Allies knew in advance what the Nazis were going to do — and when the war was over he committed suicide he was so hounded for being gay. Why don't they teach any of this in the schools? If they did, maybe he wouldn't have killed himself and maybe you wouldn't be so terrified of who you are. The only way we'll have real pride is when we demand recognition of a culture that isn't just sexual. It's all there—all through history we've been there; but we have to claim it, and identify who was in it, and articulate what's in our minds and hearts and all our creative contributions to this earth. And until we do that, and until we organize ourselves block by neighborhood by city by state into a united visible community that fights back, we're doomed. That's how I want to be defined: as one of the men who fought the war. ~ Larry Kramer,
1359:The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand. The youngster and the red-faced girl turn aside up the bushy hill, I peeringly view them from the top. The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom, I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol has fallen. The blab of the pave, tires of carts, sluff of boot soles, talk of the promenaders, The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the clank of the shod horses on the granite floor, The snow sleighs, clinking, shouted jokes, pelts of snowballs, The hurrahs for popular favorites, the fury of roused mobs, The flap of the curtained litter, a sick man inside borne to the hospital, The meeting of enemies, the sudden oath, the blows and fall, The excited crowd, the policeman with his star quickly working his passage to the center of the crowd, The impassive stones that receive and return so many echoes, What groans of overfed or half-starved who fall sunstruck or in fits, What exclamations of women taken suddenly who hurry home and give birth to babes, What living and buried speech is always vibrating here, what howls restrained by decorum, Arrests of criminals, slights, adulterous offers made, acceptances, rejections with convex lips, I mind them or the show or resonance of them -- I come and I depart. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, 8 - The little one sleeps in its cradle
,
1360:Song of myself
Now I will do nothing but listen,
To accrue what I hear into this song, to let sounds contribute toward it.

I hear bravuras of birds, bustle of growing wheat, gossip of flames,
clack of sticks cooking my meals,
I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice,
I hear all sounds running together, combined, fused or following,
Sounds of the city and sounds out of the city, sounds of the day and night,
Talkative young ones to those that like them, the loud laugh of
work-people at their meals,
The angry base of disjointed friendship, the faint tones of the sick,
The judge with hands tight to the desk, his pallid lips pronouncing
a death-sentence,
The heave'e'yo of stevedores unlading ships by the wharves, the
refrain of the anchor-lifters,
The ring of alarm-bells, the cry of fire, the whirr of swift-streaking
engines and hose-carts with premonitory tinkles and color'd lights,
The steam-whistle, the solid roll of the train of approaching cars,
The slow march play'd at the head of the association marching two and two,
(They go to guard some corpse, the flag-tops are draped with black muslin.)

I hear the violoncello, ('tis the young man's heart's complaint,)
I hear the key'd cornet, it glides quickly in through my ears,
It shakes mad-sweet pangs through my belly and breast.

I hear the chorus, it is a grand opera,
Ah this indeed is music--this suits me. ~ Walt Whitman,
1361:Cosmopolitan Greetings
Stand up against governments, against God.
Stay irresponsible.
Say only what we know & imagine.
Absolutes are Coercion.
Change is absolute.
Ordinary mind includes eternal perceptions.
Observe what’s vivid.
Notice what you notice.
Catch yourself thinking.
Vividness is self-selecting.
If we don’t show anyone, we’re free to write anything.
Remember the future.
Freedom costs little in the U.S.
Asvise only myself.
Don’t drink yourself to death.
Two molecules clanking us against each other require an observer to become
scientific data.
The measuring instrument determines the appearance of the phenomenal
world (after Einstein).
The universe is subjective..
Walt Whitman celebrated Person.
We are observer, measuring instrument, eye, subject, Person.
Universe is Person.
Inside skull is vast as outside skull.
What’s in between thoughts?
Mind is outer space.
What do we say to ourselves in bed at night, making no sound?
“First thought, best thought.”
Mind is shapely, Art is shapely.
Maximum information, minimum number of syllables.
Syntax condensed, sound is solid.
Intense fragments of spoken idiom, best.
Move with rhythm, roll with vowels.
Consonants around vowels make sense.
Savour vowels, appreciate consonants.
Subject is known by what she sees.
Others can measure their vision by what we see.
Candour ends paranoia.
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~ Allen Ginsberg,
1362:Your true soul and body appear before me. Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem, I whisper with my lips close to your ear, I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you. O I have been dilatory and dumb, I should have made my way straight to you long ago, I should h
ave blabb'd nothing but you, I should have chanted nothing but you. I will leave all and come and make the hymns of you, none has understood you, but I understand you, none has done justice to you, you have not done justice to yourself, none but has found you imperfect, I only find no imperfection in you, none but would subordinate you, I only am he who will never consent to subordinate you, I only am he who places over you no master, owner, better, God, beyond what waits instrinsically in yourself. O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you! You have not known what you are, you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life, Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time. I pursue you where none else has pursued you. Conceal you from others or from yourself, they do not conceal you from me. I give nothing to any one except I give the like carefully to you. These immense meadows, these interminable rivers, you are immense and interminable as they, these furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent dissolution, you are he or she who is master or mistress over them, Master or mistress in your own right over Nature, elements, pain, passion, dissolution. ~ Walt Whitman,
1363:False Nightmare
'I give the yawp barbaric
Of piety and pelf
(Who now reads Herrick?)
'And contradict myself
No matter, the verse is large.
My five-and-ten cent shelf
'The continent is: my targe
Bigger than Greece. The shock
Of Me exceeds its marge
'Myself the old cock
With wind and water wild
(Hell with the privy lock):
'I have no woman child;
Onan-Amurikee
My son, alone, beguiled
'By my complacency
In priggery to slay
My blind posterity . . .'
-These words, at dawn of day
In the sleep-awakened mind,
I made Walt Whitman say:
Wherefore I and my kind
Wear meekly in the face
A pale honeydew rind
Of rotten-sweet grace;
Ungracefully doating
Great-aunts hanged in lace
We are: mildly gloating
Dog bones in a trunk
Saved in the attic. . . .
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Floating
Hating king and monk,
The classes and the mass,
We chartered an old junk
(Like Jesus on his ass)
Unto the smutty corn
And smirking sassafras.
In bulled Europa's morn
We love our land because
All night we raped her-torn,
Blue grass and glade. Jackdaws,
Buzzards and crows the land
Love with prurient claws;
So may I cunning my hand
To clip the increment
From the land or quicksand;
For unto us God sent
To gloze with iron bonds
The dozing continentThe fallow graves, ponds
Full of limp fish, tall
Terrains, fields and fronds
Through which we crawl, and call.
~ Allen Tate,
1364:I have said that the soul is not more than the body,
And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,
And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's self is,
And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own
funeral drest in his shroud,
And I or you pocketless of a dime may purchase the pick of the
earth,
And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the
learning of all times,
And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it
may become a hero,
And there is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheel'd
universe,
And I say to any man or woman, Let your soul stand cool and composed
before a million universes.

And I say to mankind, Be not curious about God,
For I who am curious about each am not curious about God,
(No array of terms can say how much I am at peace about God and
about death.)

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.

Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment
then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the
glass,
I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd
by God's name,
And I leave them where they are, for I know that wheresoe'er I go,
Others will punctually come for ever and ever. ~ Walt Whitman,
1365:I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d, I stand and look at them long and long.   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, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.   So they show their relations to me and I accept them, They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them plainly in their possession.   I wonder where they get those tokens, Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them?   Myself moving forward then and now and forever, Gathering and showing more always and with velocity, Infinite and omnigenous, and the like of these among them, Not too exclusive toward the reachers of my remembrancers, Picking out here one that I love, and now go with him on brotherly terms.   A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses, Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears, Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground, Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.   His nostrils dilate as my heels embrace him, His well-built limbs tremble with pleasure as we race around and return.   I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your paces when I myself out-gallop them? Even as I stand or sit passing faster than you. ~ Walt Whitman,
1366:Song of myself
I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise,
Regardless of others, ever regardful of others,
Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man,
Stuff'd with the stuff that is coarse and stuff'd with the stuff
that is fine,
One of the Nation of many nations, the smallest the same and the
largest the same,
A Southerner soon as a Northerner, a planter nonchalant and
hospitable down by the Oconee I live,
A Yankee bound my own way ready for trade, my joints the limberest
joints on earth and the sternest joints on earth,
A Kentuckian walking the vale of the Elkhorn in my deer-skin
leggings, a Louisianian or Georgian,
A boatman over lakes or bays or along coasts, a Hoosier, Badger, Buckeye;
At home on Kanadian snow-shoes or up in the bush, or with fishermen
off Newfoundland,
At home in the fleet of ice-boats, sailing with the rest and tacking,
At home on the hills of Vermont or in the woods of Maine, or the
Texan ranch,
Comrade of Californians, comrade of free North-Westerners, (loving
their big proportions,)
Comrade of raftsmen and coalmen, comrade of all who shake hands
and welcome to drink and meat,
A learner with the simplest, a teacher of the thoughtfullest,
A novice beginning yet experient of myriads of seasons,
Of every hue and caste am I, of every rank and religion,
A farmer, mechanic, artist, gentleman, sailor, quaker,
Prisoner, fancy-man, rowdy, lawyer, physician, priest.

I resist any thing better than my own diversity,
Breathe the air but leave plenty after me,
And am not stuck up, and am in my place. ~ Walt Whitman,
1367:Something else gets under your skin, keeps you working days and nights at the sacrifice of your sleeping and eating and attention to your family and friends, something beyond the love of puzzle solving. And that other force is the anticipation of understanding something about the world that no one has ever understood before you.

Einstein wrote that when he first realized that gravity was equivalent to acceleration -- an idea that would underlie his new theory of gravity -- it was the "happiest thought of my life." On projects of far smaller weight, I have experienced that pleasure of discovering something new. It is an exquisite sensation, a feeling of power, a rush of the blood, a sense of living forever. To be the first vessel to hold this new thing.

All of the scientists I've known have at least one more quality in common: they do what they do because they love it, and because they cannot imagine doing anything else. In a sense, this is the real reason a scientist does science. Because the scientist must. Such a compulsion is both blessing and burden. A blessing because the creative life, in any endeavor, is a gift filled with beauty and not given to everyone, a burden because the call is unrelenting and can drown out the rest of life.

This mixed blessing and burden must be why the astrophysicist Chandrasekhar continued working until his mid-80's, why a visitor to Einstein's apartment in Bern found the young physicist rocking his infant with one hand while doing mathematical calculations with the other. This mixed blessing and burden must have been the "sweet hell" that Walt Whitman referred to when he realized at a young age that he was destined to be a poet. "Never more," he wrote, "shall I escape. ~ Alan Lightman,
1368:A Supermarket In California
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the
streets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit
supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles
full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes! --- and you,
Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the
meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price
bananas? Are you my Angel?
I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you, and
followed in my imagination by the store detective.
We strode down the open corridors together in our solitary fancy tasting
artichokes, possessing every frozen delicacy, and never passing the cashier.
Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in an hour. Which way does
your beard point tonight?
(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel
absurd.)
Will we walk all night through solitary streets? The trees add shade to
shade, lights out in the houses, we'll both be lonely.
Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love past blue automobiles in
driveways, home to our silent cottage?
Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what America did you
have when Charon quit poling his ferry and you got out on a smoking bank and
stood watching the boat disappear on the black waters of Lethe?
~ Allen Ginsberg,
1369:Interior
In the cool of the night time
The clocks pick off the points
And the mainsprings loosen.
They will need winding.
One of these days
they will need winding.
Rabelais in red boards,
Walt Whitman in green,
Hugo in ten-cent paper covers,
Here they stand on shelves
In the cool of the night time
And there is nothing . . . .
To be said against them . . . .
Or for them . . . .
In the cool of the night time
And the docks.
A man in pigeon-gray pyjamas.
The open window begins at his feet
And goes taller than his head.
Eight feet high is the pattern.
Moon and mist make an oblong layout.
Silver at the man's bare feet.
He swings one foot in a moon silver.
And it costs nothing.
(One more day of bread and work.
One more day . . . .so much rags .
The man barefoot in moon silver
Mutters "You" and "You"
To things hidden
In the cool of the night time,
In Rabelais, Whitman, Hugo,
In an oblong of moon mist.
Out from the window . . . . prairielands.
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Moon mist whitens a golf ground.
Whiter yet is a limestone quarry.
The crickets keep on chirring.
Switch engines of the Great Western
Sidetrack box cars, make up trains
For Weehawken, Oskaloosa, Saskatchewan;
The cattle, the coal, the corn, must go
In the night . . . . on the prairielands.
Chuff-chuff go the pulses.
They beat in the cool of the night time.
Chuff-chuff and chuff-chuff . . . .
These heartbeats travel the night a mile
And touch the moon silver at the window
And the hones of the man.
It costs nothing.
Rabelais in red boards,
Whitman in green,
Hugo in ten-cent paper covers,
Here they stand on shelves
In the cool of the night time
And the clocks.
~ Carl Sandburg,
1370:Gyönyörűek az alvók, a ruhátlanul heverők,
A ruhátlan heverők kéz a kézben ömölnek át a kerek földön, kelettől nyugatig,
Kéz a kézben az ázsiai és az afrikai, kéz a kézben az európai és az amerikai,
Meztelen karjával öleli át a lány szeretője mellét, gerjedelem nélkül tapadnak egymáshoz, a szerető kedvese nyakára tapasztja ajkát,
Az apa mérhetetlen szeretettel tartja karjában felnőtt vagy neveletlen fiát, és a fiú mérhetetlen szeretettel tartja karjában az apját,
Az anya fehér haja leánya fehér csuklóján ragyog,
A fiú egyszerre lélegzik a felnőtt emberrel, barát a barátba karol,
Az iskolás megcsókolja a tanítót és a tanító az iskolást, kiengesztelődik a megbántott,
A rabszolga szava egy a gazda szavával, rabszolgájának köszön a gazda,
Kilép a börtönből a bűnös, az elmebajos épelméjű lesz, megszabadulnak fájdalmuktól a betegek,
Megszűnik az izzadság és a láz, a beteg torok ismét egészséges, a tüdővészes tüdeje rendbe jön, a szegény gondterhelt lélek megszabadul a gondtól,
A reumabeteg ízületei oly lágyan mozognak, mint valamikor, könnyebben, mint valaha,
Görcsök és fájdalmak fölengednek, újra járnak a bénák,
És a vízkórosak, a görcsben fetrengők, a vértolulásosak magukhoz térnek jóerőben,
Elhagyják az üdítő éjszakát, a gyógyító éjt, és felébrednek.
Elhagyom én is az éjt,
Egy ideig távol leszek tőled, ó, éjszaka, de ismét visszatérek hozzád és szeretlek.

Miért féljek, hogy rád bízom magam?
Nem félek, te voltál, aki továbbvittél, és jól vittél,
Szeretem a gazdag, iramló nappalt, de nem hagyom el azt, akiben oly sokáig fekszem,
Nem tudom, hogyan jöttem el tőled és nem tudom, hova térek veled, de tudom azt, hogy jól jöttem el és jól távozom el.

Csak egyszer állok meg az éjben és jókor ébredek föl,
Pontosan hagyom el a nappalt, ó, anyám, és pontosan térek vissza hozzád. ~ Walt Whitman,
1371:Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt, Wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee, In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night, Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-killed game, Falling asleep on the gathered leaves with my dog and gun by my side. The Yankee clipper is under her sky sails, she cuts the sparkle and scud, My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck. The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and stopped for me, I tucked my trouser ends in my boots and went and had a good time; You should have been with us that day round the chowder kettle. I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was the red girl, Her father and his friends sat near cross-legged and dumbly smoking, they had moccasins to their feet and large thick blankets hanging from their shoulders, On a bank lounged the trapper, he was dressed mostly in skins, his luxuriant beard and curls protected his neck, he held his bride by the hand, She had long eyelashes, her head was bare, her coarse straight locks descended up her voluptuous limbs and reached to her feet. The runaway slave came to my house and stopped outside, I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile, Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak, And went where he sat on a log and led him in and assured him, And brought water and filled a tub for his sweated body and bruised feet, And gave him a room that entered from my own, and gave him some coarse clean clothes, And remember perfectly well his revolving eyes and his awkwardness, And remember putting plasters on the galls of his neck and ankles; He stayed with me a week before he was recuperated and passed north, I had him sit next me at table, my firelock leaned in the corner. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, 10 - Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt
,
1372:A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more
than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green
stuff woven.

Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,
Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see
and remark, and say Whose?

Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the
vegetation.

Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,
And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones,
Growing among black folks as among white,
Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I
receive them the same.

And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.

Tenderly will I use you curling grass,
It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
It may be if I had known them I would have loved them,
It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken soon out
of their mothers' laps,
And here you are the mothers' laps.

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,
Darker than the colorless beards of old men,
Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.

O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues,
And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for
nothing.

...

What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?

They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the
end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
1373:Álmomban egész éjszaka kóborlok,
Könnyedén lépegetek, fürgén és nesztelenül, és megállok,
Kitágult szemmel hajolok a lehunyt szemű alvók fölé,
Kóborlok, zilált vagyok, tétova, tévelygő, magamnak ellentmondó,
Habozok, bámulok, lehajolok és megállok.

Mily ünnepélyesek a bölcsőkben a kisgyerekek,
Mily csendesen nyújtóznak el, mily halkan lélegzenek.

Boldogtalan arcu unatkozók sorai, hullafehér hullák, fakóarcú korhelyek, beteges-szürke szájú onanisták,
Szétmarcangolt testek a csatatereken, elmebajosok erősajtajú szobáikban, a szent idióták, a kapuk alól kibukkanó újszülöttek, s a kapuk alól kibukkanó haldoklók,
Őket itatja át az éj és őket takarja be.

Nyugodtan alszik ágyában a házaspár, a férj keze az asszony derekán, az asszonyé a férje derekán,
A nővérek az ágyban szeretettel alszanak egymás mellett,
Szeretettel alszanak ágyukban egymás mellett a férfiak,
És gondosan betakart kisgyermeke mellett alszik az anya.

Alszanak a vakok, és a süketnémák is alszanak,
Jól alszik börtönében a rab, alszik a tékozló fiú,
De hogyan alszik a másnap akasztásra váró gyilkos?
És hogyan alszik a meggyilkolt? Hogyan?

Alszik a viszonzatlan szerelmű szerető nő,
És a viszonzatlan szerelmű szerető férfi is alszik,
És alszik a pénzhalmozó feje, a naphosszat tervező,
És alszanak az indulatos és ádáz jellemek; mindnyájan alszanak.

Állok a sötétben, szempillám nehezül, a legszenvedőbbek és a legnyugtalanabbak mellé állok,
Kinyújtom feléjük a kezem, néhány arasznyira tőlük nyugalmat hintek,
Ágyukba süppednek a nyugtalanok, alszanak szeszélyesen.

Most a sötétséget fürkészem, új jelenségeket látok,
Visszatér előlem az éjbe a föld,
És láttam, hogy szép, azt is látom, hogy ami nem a föld az is szép.

Ágytól ágyig lépegetek, sorra alszom az alvókkal,
A többi álmodóval álmodom álmomban az álmodók minden álmát,
És én leszek a többi álmodó. ~ Walt Whitman,
1374:(I know, it's a poem but oh well).
Why! who makes much of a miracle?
As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach, just in the edge of the
water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with any one I love--or sleep in the bed at night with
any one I love,
Or sit at table at dinner with my mother,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive, of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds--or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sun-down--or of stars shining so quiet
and bright,
Or the exquisite, delicate, thin curve of the new moon in spring;
Or whether I go among those I like best, and that like me best--
mechanics, boatmen, farmers,
Or among the savans--or to the soiree--or to the opera,
Or stand a long while looking at the movements of machinery,
Or behold children at their sports,
Or the admirable sight of the perfect old man, or the perfect old
woman,
Or the sick in hospitals, or the dead carried to burial,
Or my own eyes and figure in the glass;
These, with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring--yet each distinct, and in its place.

To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the
same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same;
Every spear of grass--the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women,
and all that concerns them,
All these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles.

To me the sea is a continual miracle;
The fishes that swim--the rocks--the motion of the waves--the ships,
with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there? ~ Walt Whitman,
1375:What shall I give? and which are my miracles?

2. Realism is mine--my miracles--Take freely,
Take without end--I offer them to you wherever your feet can carry you or your eyes reach.

3. Why! who makes much of a miracle?
As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach, just in the edge of the water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with any one I love--or sleep in the bed at night with any
one I love,
Or sit at the table at dinner with my mother,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive, of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds--or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown--or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite, delicate, thin curve of the new moon in spring;
Or whether I go among those I like best, and that like me best--mechanics, boatmen, farmers,
Or among the savans--or to the soiree --or to the opera.
Or stand a long while looking at the movements of machinery,
Or behold children at their sports,
Or the admirable sight of the perfect old man, or the perfect old woman,
Or the sick in hospitals, or the dead carried to burial,
Or my own eyes and figure in the glass;
These, with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring--yet each distinct and in its place.

4. To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every cubic foot of the interior swarms with the same;
Every spear of grass--the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all that concerns them,
All these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles.
To me the sea is a continual miracle;
The fishes that swim--the rocks--the motion of the waves--the ships, with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there? ~ Walt Whitman,
1376:A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full
hands,
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any
more than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful
green stuff woven.

Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,
Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we
may see and remark, and say Whose?

Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the
vegetation.

Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,
And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow
zones,
Growing among black folks as among white,
Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the
same, I receive them the same.

And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.

Tenderly will I use you curling grass,
It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
It may be if I had known them I would have loved them,
It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken
soon out of their mothers' laps,
And here you are the mothers' laps.

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old
mothers,
Darker than the colourless beards of old men,
Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.

O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues,
And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths
for nothing.

I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men
and women,
And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring
taken soon out of their laps.

What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and
children?

They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at
the end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and
luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
1377:I tramp the perpetual journey
My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the
woods,
No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair,
I have no chair, no philosophy,
I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange,
But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll,
My left hand hooking you round the waist,
My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public
road.

Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you,
You must travel it for yourself.

It is not far, it is within reach,
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born and did not know,
Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land.

Shoulder your duds dear son, and I will mine, and let us hasten
forth,
Wonderful cities and free nations we shall fetch as we go.

If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand
on my hip,
And in due time you shall repay the same service to me,
For after we start we never lie by again.

This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded
heaven,
And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs,
and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we
be fill'd and satisfied then?
And my spirit said No, we but level that lift to pass and continue
beyond.

You are also asking me questions and I hear you,
I answer that I cannot answer, you must find out for yourself.

Sit a while dear son,
Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink,
But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes, I kiss
you with a good-by kiss and open the gate for your egress
hence.

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.

Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout,
and laughingly dash with your hair. ~ Walt Whitman,
1378:A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full
hands;
How could I answer the child?. . . .I do not know what it
is any more than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful
green stuff woven.

Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropped,
Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that we
may see and remark, and say Whose?

Or I guess the grass is itself a child. . . .the produced babe
of the vegetation.

Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,
And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow
zones,
Growing among black folks as among white,
Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the
same, I receive them the same.

And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.

Tenderly will I use you curling grass,
It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
It may be if I had known them I would have loved them;
It may be you are from old people and from women, and
from offspring taken soon out of their mother’s laps,
And here you are the mother’s laps.

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old
mothers,
Darker than the colorless beards of old men,
Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.

O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues!
And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths
for nothing.

I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men
and women,
And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring
taken soon out of their laps.

What do you think has become of the young and old men?
What do you think has become of the women and
children?

They are alive and well somewhere;
The smallest sprouts show there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait
at the end to arrest it,
And ceased the moment life appeared.

All goes onward and outward. . . .and nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and
luckier. ~ Walt Whitman,
1379:O my body! I dare not desert the likes of you in other men and women, nor the likes of the parts of you,
I believe the likes of you are to stand or fall with the likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,)
I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my poems, and that they are my poems,
Man’s, woman’s, child’s, youth’s, wife’s, husband’s, mother’s, father’s, young man’s, young woman’s poems,
Head, neck, hair, ears, drop and tympan of the ears,
Eyes, eye-fringes, iris of the eye, eyebrows, and the waking or sleeping of the lids,
Mouth, tongue, lips, teeth, roof of the mouth, jaws, and the jaw-hinges,
Nose, nostrils of the nose, and the partition,
Cheeks, temples, forehead, chin, throat, back of the neck, neck-slue,
Strong shoulders, manly beard, scapula, hind-shoulders, and the ample side-round of the chest,
Upper-arm, armpit, elbow-socket, lower-arm, arm-sinews, arm-bones,
Wrist and wrist-joints, hand, palm, knuckles, thumb, forefinger, finger-joints, finger-nails,
Broad breast-front, curling hair of the breast, breast-bone, breast-side,
Ribs, belly, backbone, joints of the backbone,
Hips, hip-sockets, hip-strength, inward and outward round, man-balls, man-root,
Strong set of thighs, well carrying the trunk above,
Leg fibres, knee, knee-pan, upper-leg, under-leg,
Ankles, instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel;
All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my or your body or of any one’s body, male or female,
The lung-sponges, the stomach-sac, the bowels sweet and clean,
The brain in its folds inside the skull-frame,
Sympathies, heart-valves, palate-valves, sexuality, maternity,
Womanhood, and all that is a woman, and the man that comes from woman,
The womb, the teats, nipples, breast-milk, tears, laughter, weeping, love-looks, love-perturbations and risings,
The voice, articulation, language, whispering, shouting aloud,
Food, drink, pulse, digestion, sweat, sleep, walking, swimming,
Poise on the hips, leaping, reclining, embracing, arm-curving and tightening,
The continual changes of the flex of the mouth, and around the eyes,
The skin, the sunburnt shade, freckles, hair,
The curious sympathy one feels when feeling with the hand the naked meat of the body,
The circling rivers the breath, and breathing it in and out,
The beauty of the waist, and thence of the hips, and thence downward toward the knees,
The thin red jellies within you or within me, the bones and the marrow in the bones,
The exquisite realization of health;
O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only, but of the soul,
O I say now these are the soul! ~ Walt Whitman,
1380:Walt Whitman, a cosmos, of Manhattan the son, Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, No more modest than immodest. Unscrew the locks from the doors! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs! Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index. I speak the password primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms. Through me may long dumb voices, Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves, Voices of the diseased and despairing and of thieves ad dwarfs, Voices of cycles of preparation and accretion, And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and of the father stuff, And of the rights of them the others are down upon, Of the deformed, trivial, flat, foolish, despised, Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung. Through me forbidden voices, Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veiled and I remove the veil, Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigured. I do not press my fingers across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more rank to me than death is. I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from, The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds. If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it, Translucent mold of me it shall be you! Shaded ledges and rests it shall be you! Firm masculine colter it shall be you! Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you! You my rich blood! you milky stream pale strippings of my life! Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you! My brain it shall be your occult convolutions! Root of washed sweet flag! timorous pond snipe! next of guarded duplicate eggs! it shall be you! Mixed tussled hay of head, beard, brawn, it shall be you! Trickling sap of maple, fiber of manly wheat, it shall be you! Sun so generous it shall be you! Vapors lighting and shading my face it shall be you! You sweaty brooks and dews it shall be you! Winds whose soft-tickling genitals rub against me it shall be you! Broad muscular fields, branches of live oak, loving lounger in my winding paths, it shall be you! Hands I have taken, face I have kissed, mortal I have ever touched, it shall be you. I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious, Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy, I cannot tell how my angles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the friendship I emit, nor the cause of the friendship I take again. That I walk up my stoop, I pause to consider if it really be, A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. To behold the daybreak! The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate. Hefts of the moving world at innocent gambols silently rising, freshly exuding, Scooting obliquely high and low. Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs, Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven. The earth by the sky stayed with, the daily close of their junction, The heaved challenge from the east that moment over my head, The mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master! [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman

~ Walt Whitman, 24 - Walt Whitman, a cosmos, of Manhattan the son
,
1381:Every generation of children instinctively nests itself in nature, no matter matter how tiny a scrap of it they can grasp. In a tale of one city child, the poet Audre Lord remembers picking tufts of grass which crept up through the paving stones in New York City and giving them as bouquets to her mother. It is a tale of two necessities. The grass must grow, no matter the concrete suppressing it. The child must find her way to the green, no matter the edifice which would crush it.

"The Maori word for placenta is the same word for land, so at birth the placenta is buried, put back in the mothering earth. A Hindu baby may receive the sun-showing rite surya-darsana when, with conch shells ringing to the skies, the child is introduced to the sun. A newborn child of the Tonga people 'meets' the moon, dipped in the ocean of Kosi Bay in KwaZulu-Natal. Among some of the tribes of India, the qualities of different aspects of nature are invoked to bless the child, so he or she may have the characteristics of earth, sky and wind, of birds and animals, right down to the earthworm. Nothing is unbelonging to the child.

"'My oldest memories have the flavor of earth,' wrote Frederico García Lorca. In the traditions of the Australian deserts, even from its time in the womb, the baby is catscradled in kinship with the world. Born into a sandy hollow, it is cleaned with sand and 'smoked' by fire, and everything -- insects, birds, plants, and animals -- is named to the child, who is told not only what everything is called but also the relationship between the child and each creature. Story and song weave the child into the subtle world of the Dreaming, the nested knowledge of how the child belongs.

"The threads which tie the child to the land include its conception site and the significant places of the Dreaming inherited through its parents. Introduced to creatures and land features as to relations, the child is folded into the land, wrapped into country, and the stories press on the child's mind like the making of felt -- soft and often -- storytelling until the feeling of the story of the country is impressed into the landscape of the child's mind.

"That the juggernaut of ants belongs to a child, belligerently following its own trail. That the twitch of an animal's tail is part of a child's own tale or storyline, once and now again. That on the papery bark of a tree may be written the songline of a child's name. That the prickles of a thornbush may have dynamic relevance to conscience. That a damp hollow by the riverbank is not an occasional place to visit but a permanent part of who you are. This is the beginning of belonging, the beginning of love.

"In the art and myth of Indigenous Australia, the Ancestors seeded the country with its children, so the shimmering, pouring, circling, wheeling, spinning land is lit up with them, cartwheeling into life....

"The human heart's love for nature cannot ultimately be concreted over. Like Audre Lord's tufts of grass, will crack apart paving stones to grasp the sun.
Children know they are made of the same stuff as the grass, as Walt Whitman describes nature creating the child who becomes what he sees:

There was a child went forth every day
And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became...
The early lilacs became part of this child...
And the song of the phoebe-bird...

In Australia, people may talk of the child's conception site as the origin of their selfhood and their picture of themselves. As Whitman wrote of the child becoming aspects of the land, so in Northern Queensland a Kunjen elder describes the conception site as 'the home place for your image.' Land can make someone who they are, giving them fragments of themselves. ~ Jay Griffiths,
1382:Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900.

To You


WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands;
Even now, your features, joys, speech, house, trade, manners, troubles, follies, costume, crimes, dissipate away from you,
Your true Soul and Body appear before me,
They stand forth out of affairs—out of commerce, shops, law, science, work, forms, clothes, the house, medicine, print, buying, selling, eating, drinking, suffering, dying.

Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem;
I whisper with my lips close to your ear,
I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

O I have been dilatory and dumb;
I should have made my way straight to you long ago;
I should have blabb’d nothing but you, I should have chanted nothing but you.

I will leave all, and come and make the hymns of you;
None have understood you, but I understand you;
None have done justice to you—you have not done justice to yourself;
None but have found you imperfect—I only find no imperfection in you;
None but would subordinate you—I only am he who will never consent to subordinate you;
I only am he who places over you no master, owner, better, God, beyond what waits intrinsically in yourself.

Painters have painted their swarming groups, and the centre figure of all;
From the head of the centre figure spreading a nimbus of gold-color’d light;
But I paint myriads of heads, but paint no head without its nimbus of gold-color’d light;
From my hand, from the brain of every man and woman it streams, effulgently flowing forever.

O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you!
You have not known what you are—you have slumber’d upon yourself all your life;
Your eye-lids have been the same as closed most of the time;
What you have done returns already in mockeries;
(Your thrift, knowledge, prayers, if they do not return in mockeries, what is their return?)

The mockeries are not you;
Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk;
I pursue you where none else has pursued you;
Silence, the desk, the flippant expression, the night, the accustom’d routine, if these conceal you from others, or from yourself, they do not conceal you from me;
The shaved face, the unsteady eye, the impure complexion, if these balk others, they do not balk me,
The pert apparel, the deform’d attitude, drunkenness, greed, premature death, all these I part aside.

There is no endowment in man or woman that is not tallied in you;
There is no virtue, no beauty, in man or woman, but as good is in you;
No pluck, no endurance in others, but as good is in you;
No pleasure waiting for others, but an equal pleasure waits for you.

As for me, I give nothing to any one, except I give the like carefully to you;
I sing the songs of the glory of none, not God, sooner than I sing the songs of the glory of you.

Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard!
These shows of the east and west are tame, compared to you;
These immense meadows—these interminable rivers—you are immense and interminable as they;
These furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent dissolution—you are he or she who is master or mistress over them,
Master or mistress in your own right over Nature, elements, pain, passion, dissolution.

The hopples fall from your ankles—you find an unfailing sufficiency;
Old or young, male or female, rude, low, rejected by the rest, whatever you are promulges itself;
Through birth, life, death, burial, the means are provided, nothing is scanted;
Through angers, losses, ambition, ignorance, ennui, what you are picks its way. ~ Walt Whitman,

IN CHAPTERS [18/18]



   18 Poetry


   18 Walt Whitman


   13 Song of Myself
   3 Whitman - Poems


1.whitman - Salut Au Monde, #Whitman - Poems, #unset, #Integral Yoga
  O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!
  Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
  --
  What widens within you, Walt Whitman?
  What waves and soils exuding?
  --
  What do you hear, Walt Whitman?
  I hear the workman singing, and the farmer's wife singing;
  --
  What do you see, Walt Whitman?
  Who are they you salute, and that one after another salute you?

1.whitman - To A Common Prostitute, #Whitman - Poems, #unset, #Integral Yoga
  BE composedbe at ease with meI am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty
      as Nature;

1.whitman - Walt Whitmans Caution, #Whitman - Poems, #unset, #Integral Yoga
  object:1.whitman - Walt Whitmans Caution
  author class: Walt Whitman

1.ww - 10 - Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt, Wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee, In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night, Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-killed game, Falling asleep on the gathered leaves with my dog and gun by my side. The Yankee clipper is under her sky sails, she cuts the sparkle and scud, My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck. The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and stopped for me, I tucked my trouser ends in my boots and went and had a good time; You should have been with us that day round the chowder kettle. I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was the red girl, Her father and his friends sat near cross-legged and dumbly smoking, they had moccasins to their feet and large thick blankets hanging from their shoulders, On a bank lounged the trapper, he was dressed mostly in skins, his luxuriant beard and curls protected his neck, he held his bride by the hand, She had long eyelashes, her head was bare, her coarse straight locks descended up her voluptuous limbs and reached to her feet. The runaway slave came to my house and stopped outside, I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile, Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak, And went where he sat on a log and led him in and assured him, And brought water and filled a tub for his sweated body and bruised feet, And gave him a room that entered from my own, and gave him some coarse clean clothes, And remember perfectly well his revolving eyes and his awkwardness, And remember putting plasters on the galls of his neck and ankles; He stayed with me a week before he was recuperated and passed north, I had him sit next me at table, my firelock leaned in the corner. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 17 - These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next to nothing, If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing, If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing. This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is, This is the common air that bathes the globe. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 18 - With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquered and slain persons. Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. I beat and pound for the dead, I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them. Vivas to those who have failed! And to those whose war vessels sank in the sea! And to those themselves who sank in the sea! And to all generals that lost engagements, and all overcome heroes! And the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known! [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 1 - I celebrate myself, and sing myself, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loaf and invite my soul, I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, formed from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back awhile sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 20 - Who goes there? hankering, gross, mystical, nude, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English Who goes there? hankering, gross, mystical, nude; How is it I extract strength from the beef I eat? What is a man anyhow? what am I? what are you? All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own, Else it, were time lost listening to me. I do not snivel that snivel the world over, That months are vacuums and the ground but wallow and filth. Whimpering and truckling fold with powders for invalids, conformity goes to the fourth-removed, I wear my hat as I please indoors or out. Why should I pray? why should I venerated and be ceremonious? Having pried through the strata, analyzed to a hair, counseled with doctors and calculated close, I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones. In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barleycorn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them. I know I am solid and sound, To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow, All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means. I know I am deathless, I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by a carpenter's compass, I know I shall not pass like a child's carlacue cut with a burnt stick at night. I know I am august, I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood, I see that the elementary laws never apologize, (I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my home by, after all.) I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait. My foothold is tenoned and mortised in granite, I laugh at what you call dissolution, And I know the amplitude of time. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 24 - Walt Whitman, a cosmos, of Manhattan the son, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
  object:1.ww - 24 - Walt Whitman, a cosmos, of Manhattan the son
  author class: Walt Whitman
  --
   Original Language English Walt Whitman, a cosmos, of Manhattan the son, Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, No more modest than immodest. Unscrew the locks from the doors! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs! Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index. I speak the password primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms. Through me may long dumb voices, Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves, Voices of the diseased and despairing and of thieves ad dwarfs, Voices of cycles of preparation and accretion, And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and of the father stuff, And of the rights of them the others are down upon, Of the deformed, trivial, flat, foolish, despised, Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung. Through me forbidden voices, Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veiled and I remove the veil, Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigured. I do not press my fingers across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more rank to me than death is. I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from, The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds. If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it, Translucent mold of me it shall be you! Shaded ledges and rests it shall be you! Firm masculine colter it shall be you! Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you! You my rich blood! you milky stream pale strippings of my life! Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you! My brain it shall be your occult convolutions! Root of washed sweet flag! timorous pond snipe! next of guarded duplicate eggs! it shall be you! Mixed tussled hay of head, beard, brawn, it shall be you! Trickling sap of maple, fiber of manly wheat, it shall be you! Sun so generous it shall be you! Vapors lighting and shading my face it shall be you! You sweaty brooks and dews it shall be you! Winds whose soft-tickling genitals rub against me it shall be you! Broad muscular fields, branches of live oak, loving lounger in my winding paths, it shall be you! Hands I have taken, face I have kissed, mortal I have ever touched, it shall be you. I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious, Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy, I cannot tell how my angles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the friendship I emit, nor the cause of the friendship I take again. That I walk up my stoop, I pause to consider if it really be, A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. To behold the daybreak! The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate. Hefts of the moving world at innocent gambols silently rising, freshly exuding, Scooting obliquely high and low. Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs, Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven. The earth by the sky stayed with, the daily close of their junction, The heaved challenge from the east that moment over my head, The mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master! [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 2 - Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes, I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it, The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it. The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless, It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it, I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked, I am mad for it to be in contact with me. The smoke of my own breath, Echoes, ripples, buzzed whispers, love root, silk thread, crotch and vine, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-colored sea rocks, and of hay in the barn, The sound of the belched words of my voice loosed to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag, The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hillsides, The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. Have you reckoned a thousand acres much? have you reckoned the earth much? Have you practiced so long to learn to read? Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems? Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall posses the good of the earth and sun (there are millions of suns left), You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the specters in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 3 - I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. Urge and urge and urge, Always the procreant urge of the world. Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex, Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life. To elaborate is no avail, learned and unlearned feel that it is so. Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entreatied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand. Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen, That that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age, Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself. Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean, Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest. I am satisfied -- I see, dance, laugh, sing; As the hugging and loving bedfellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets covered with white towels swelling the house with their plenty, Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes, That they turn from gazing after and down the road, And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent, Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead? [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 44 - It is time to explain myself -- let us stand up, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English It is time to explain myself -- let us stand up. What is known I strip away, I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown. The clock indicates the moment -- but what does eternity indicate? We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers, There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them. Births have brought us richness and variety, And other births will bring us richness and variety. I do not call one greater and one smaller, That which fills its period and place is equal to any. Were mankind murderous or jealous upon you, my brother, my sister? I am sorry for you, they are not murderous or jealous upon me, All has been gentle with me, I keep no account with lamentation, (What have I to do with lamentation?) I am an acme of things accomplished, and I am encloser of things to be. My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs, On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches between the steps, All below duly traveled, and still I mount and mount. Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there, I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist, And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon. Long was I hugged close -- long and long. Immense have been the preparations for me, Faithful and friendly the arms that have helped me. Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings, They sent influences to look after what was to hold me. Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it. For it the nebula cohered to an orb, The long slow strata piled to rest it on, Vast vegetables gave it sustenance, Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it with care. All forces have been steadily employed to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 5 - I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other. Loaf with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips, and gently turned over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stripped heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet. Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love, And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields, And brown ants in the little wells beneath them, And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heaped stones, elder, mullein and pokeweed. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 7 - Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born?, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-washed babe, and am not contained between my hat and boots, And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and everyone good, The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good. I am not an earth nor an adjunct of the earth, I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and fathomless as myself, (They do not know how immortal, but I know.) Every kind for itself and its own, for me mine male and female, For me those that have been boys and that love women, For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be slighted, For me the sweetheart and the old maid, for me mothers and the mothers of mothers, For me lips that have smiled, eyes that have shed tears, For me children and the begetters of children. Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded, I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 8 - The little one sleeps in its cradle, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand. The youngster and the red-faced girl turn aside up the bushy hill, I peeringly view them from the top. The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom, I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol has fallen. The blab of the pave, tires of carts, sluff of boot soles, talk of the promenaders, The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the clank of the shod horses on the granite floor, The snow sleighs, clinking, shouted jokes, pelts of snowballs, The hurrahs for popular favorites, the fury of roused mobs, The flap of the curtained litter, a sick man inside borne to the hospital, The meeting of enemies, the sudden oath, the blows and fall, The excited crowd, the policeman with his star quickly working his passage to the center of the crowd, The impassive stones that receive and return so many echoes, What groans of overfed or half-starved who fall sunstruck or in fits, What exclamations of women taken suddenly who hurry home and give birth to babes, What living and buried speech is always vibrating here, what howls restrained by decorum, Arrests of criminals, slights, adulterous offers made, acceptances, rejections with convex lips, I mind them or the show or resonance of them -- I come and I depart. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - 9 - The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready, #Song of Myself, #unset, #Integral Yoga
   Original Language English The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready, The dried grass of the harvest time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged, The armfuls are packed to the sagging mow. I am there, I help, I came stretched atop of the load, I felt its soft jolts, one leg reclined on the other, I jump from the crossbeams and seize the clover and timothy, And roll head over heels and tangle my hair full of wisps. [2333.jpg] -- from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - O Captain! my Captain!, #unset, #Anonymous, #Various
   Original Language English O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise upfor you the flag is flungfor you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreathsfor you the shores a-crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. [2332.jpg] -- from Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman <
1.ww - O Me! O life!, #unset, #Anonymous, #Various
   Original Language English O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; Of the endless trains of the faithlessof cities fill'd with the foolish; Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the lightof the objects meanof the struggle ever renew'd; Of the poor results of allof the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me; Of the empty and useless years of the restwith the rest me intertwined; The question, O me! so sad, recurringWhat good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are herethat life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. [2332.jpg] -- from Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman <

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--- Overview of noun walt_whitman

The noun walt whitman has 1 sense (no senses from tagged texts)
                
1. Whitman, Walt Whitman ::: (United States poet who celebrated the greatness of America (1819-1892))


--- Synonyms/Hypernyms (Ordered by Estimated Frequency) of noun walt_whitman

1 sense of walt whitman                        

Sense 1
Whitman, Walt Whitman
   INSTANCE OF=> poet
     => writer, author
       => communicator
         => person, individual, someone, somebody, mortal, soul
           => organism, being
             => living thing, animate thing
               => whole, unit
                 => object, physical object
                   => physical entity
                     => entity
           => causal agent, cause, causal agency
             => physical entity
               => entity


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--- Synonyms/Hypernyms (Ordered by Estimated Frequency) of noun walt_whitman

1 sense of walt whitman                        

Sense 1
Whitman, Walt Whitman
   INSTANCE OF=> poet




--- Coordinate Terms (sisters) of noun walt_whitman

1 sense of walt whitman                        

Sense 1
Whitman, Walt Whitman
  -> poet
   => bard
   => elegist
   => odist
   => poetess
   => poet laureate
   => poet laureate
   => sonneteer
   HAS INSTANCE=> Alcaeus
   HAS INSTANCE=> Apollinaire, Guillaume Apollinaire, Wilhelm Apollinaris de Kostrowitzki
   HAS INSTANCE=> Arnold, Matthew Arnold
   HAS INSTANCE=> Arp, Jean Arp, Hans Arp
   HAS INSTANCE=> Auden, W. H. Auden, Wystan Hugh Auden
   HAS INSTANCE=> Baudelaire, Charles Baudelaire, Charles Pierre Baudelaire
   HAS INSTANCE=> Benet, Stephen Vincent Benet
   HAS INSTANCE=> Blake, William Blake
   HAS INSTANCE=> Blok, Alexander Alexandrovich Blok, Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
   HAS INSTANCE=> Boccaccio, Giovanni Boccaccio
   HAS INSTANCE=> Bradstreet, Anne Bradstreet, Anne Dudley Bradstreet
   HAS INSTANCE=> Brecht, Bertolt Brecht
   HAS INSTANCE=> Brooke, Rupert Brooke
   HAS INSTANCE=> Browning, Elizabeth Barrett Browning
   HAS INSTANCE=> Browning, Robert Browning
   HAS INSTANCE=> Burns, Robert Burns
   HAS INSTANCE=> Butler, Samuel Butler
   HAS INSTANCE=> Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron, Sixth Baron Byron of Rochdale
   HAS INSTANCE=> Calderon, Calderon de la Barca, Pedro Calderon de la Barca
   HAS INSTANCE=> Carducci, Giosue Carducci
   HAS INSTANCE=> Carew, Thomas Carew
   HAS INSTANCE=> Catullus, Gaius Valerius Catullus
   HAS INSTANCE=> Chaucer, Geoffrey Chaucer
   HAS INSTANCE=> Ciardi, John Ciardi, John Anthony Ciardi
   HAS INSTANCE=> Coleridge, Samuel Taylor Coleridge
   HAS INSTANCE=> Corneille, Pierre Corneille
   HAS INSTANCE=> Cowper, William Cowper
   HAS INSTANCE=> Crane, Hart Crane, Harold Hart Crane
   HAS INSTANCE=> Cynewulf, Cynwulf
   HAS INSTANCE=> Dante, Dante Alighieri
   HAS INSTANCE=> de la Mare, Walter de la Mare, Walter John de la Mare
   HAS INSTANCE=> Dickinson, Emily Dickinson
   HAS INSTANCE=> Donne, John Donne
   HAS INSTANCE=> Dryden, John Dryden
   HAS INSTANCE=> Eliot, T. S. Eliot, Thomas Stearns Eliot
   HAS INSTANCE=> Fitzgerald, Edward Fitzgerald
   HAS INSTANCE=> Frost, Robert Frost, Robert Lee Frost
   HAS INSTANCE=> Garcia Lorca, Frederico Garcia Lorca, Lorca
   HAS INSTANCE=> Gilbert, William Gilbert, William S. Gilbert, William Schwenk Gilbert, Sir William Gilbert
   HAS INSTANCE=> Ginsberg, Allen Ginsberg
   HAS INSTANCE=> Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
   HAS INSTANCE=> Gongora, Luis de Gongora y Argote
   HAS INSTANCE=> Gray, Thomas Gray
   HAS INSTANCE=> Herrick, Robert Herrick
   HAS INSTANCE=> Hesiod
   HAS INSTANCE=> Hoffmannsthal, Hugo von Hoffmannsthal
   HAS INSTANCE=> Hogg, James Hogg
   HAS INSTANCE=> Homer
   HAS INSTANCE=> Hopkins, Gerard Manley Hopkins
   HAS INSTANCE=> Horace
   HAS INSTANCE=> Housman, A. E. Housman, Alfred Edward Housman
   HAS INSTANCE=> Hughes, Ted Hughes, Edward James Hughes
   HAS INSTANCE=> Hugo, Victor Hugo, Victor-Marie Hugo
   HAS INSTANCE=> Ibsen, Henrik Ibsen, Henrik Johan Ibsen
   HAS INSTANCE=> Jarrell, Randall Jarrell
   HAS INSTANCE=> Jeffers, Robinson Jeffers, John Robinson Jeffers
   HAS INSTANCE=> Jimenez, Juan Ramon Jimenez
   HAS INSTANCE=> Jonson, Ben Jonson, Benjamin Jonson
   HAS INSTANCE=> Karlfeldt, Erik Axel Karlfeldt
   HAS INSTANCE=> Keats, John Keats
   HAS INSTANCE=> Key, Francis Scott Key
   HAS INSTANCE=> Klopstock, Friedrich Gottlieb Klopstock
   HAS INSTANCE=> Lindsay, Vachel Lindsay, Nicholas Vachel Lindsay
   HAS INSTANCE=> Li Po
   HAS INSTANCE=> Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
   HAS INSTANCE=> Lovelace, Richard Lovelace
   HAS INSTANCE=> Lowell, Amy Lowell
   HAS INSTANCE=> Lowell, Robert Lowell, Robert Traill Spence Lowell Jr.
   HAS INSTANCE=> Lucretius, Titus Lucretius Carus
   HAS INSTANCE=> MacLeish, Archibald MacLeish
   HAS INSTANCE=> Mallarme, Stephane Mallarme
   HAS INSTANCE=> Mandelstam, Osip Mandelstam, Osip Emilevich Mandelstam, Mandelshtam
   HAS INSTANCE=> Marini, Giambattista Marini, Marino, Giambattista Marino
   HAS INSTANCE=> Marlowe, Christopher Marlowe
   HAS INSTANCE=> Marti, Jose Julian Marti
   HAS INSTANCE=> Martial
   HAS INSTANCE=> Marvell, Andrew Marvell
   HAS INSTANCE=> Masefield, John Masefield, John Edward Masefield
   HAS INSTANCE=> Masters, Edgar Lee Masters
   HAS INSTANCE=> Mayakovski, Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovski
   HAS INSTANCE=> Meredith, George Meredith
   HAS INSTANCE=> Milton, John Milton
   HAS INSTANCE=> Moore, Marianne Moore, Marianne Craig Moore
   HAS INSTANCE=> Moore, Thomas Moore
   HAS INSTANCE=> Morris, William Morris
   HAS INSTANCE=> Musset, Alfred de Musset, Louis Charles Alfred de Musset
   HAS INSTANCE=> Neruda, Pablo Neruda, Reyes, Neftali Ricardo Reyes
   HAS INSTANCE=> Noyes, Alfred Noyes
   HAS INSTANCE=> Omar Khayyam
   HAS INSTANCE=> Ovid, Publius Ovidius Naso
   HAS INSTANCE=> Palgrave, Francis Turner Palgrave
   HAS INSTANCE=> Petrarch, Petrarca, Francesco Petrarca
   HAS INSTANCE=> Pindar
   HAS INSTANCE=> Plath, Sylvia Plath
   HAS INSTANCE=> Poe, Edgar Allan Poe
   HAS INSTANCE=> Pope, Alexander Pope
   HAS INSTANCE=> Pound, Ezra Pound, Ezra Loomis Pound
   HAS INSTANCE=> Pushkin, Alexander Pushkin, Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin
   HAS INSTANCE=> Racine, Jean Racine, Jean Baptiste Racine
   HAS INSTANCE=> Riley, James Whitcomb Riley
   HAS INSTANCE=> Rilke, Rainer Maria Rilke
   HAS INSTANCE=> Rimbaud, Arthur Rimbaud, Jean Nicholas Arthur Rimbaud
   HAS INSTANCE=> Robinson, Edwin Arlington Robinson
   HAS INSTANCE=> Rostand, Edmond Rostand
   HAS INSTANCE=> Seeger, Alan Seeger
   HAS INSTANCE=> Sexton, Anne Sexton
   HAS INSTANCE=> Shakespeare, William Shakespeare, Shakspere, William Shakspere, Bard of Avon
   HAS INSTANCE=> Shelley, Percy Bysshe Shelley
   HAS INSTANCE=> Shevchenko, Taras Grigoryevich Shevchenko
   HAS INSTANCE=> Sidney, Sir Philip Sidney
   HAS INSTANCE=> Silverstein, Shel Silverstein, Shelby Silverstein
   HAS INSTANCE=> Sitwell, Dame Edith Sitwell, Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
   HAS INSTANCE=> Southey, Robert Southey
   HAS INSTANCE=> Spender, Stephen Spender, Sir Stephen Harold Spender
   HAS INSTANCE=> Spenser, Edmund Spenser
   HAS INSTANCE=> Stevens, Wallace Stevens
   HAS INSTANCE=> Suckling, Sir John Suckling
   HAS INSTANCE=> Swinburne, Algernon Charles Swinburne
   HAS INSTANCE=> Symons, Arthur Symons
   HAS INSTANCE=> Synge, J. M. Synge, John Millington Synge, Edmund John Millington Synge
   HAS INSTANCE=> Tasso, Torquato Tasso
   HAS INSTANCE=> Tate, Allen Tate, John Orley Allen Tate
   HAS INSTANCE=> Teasdale, Sara Teasdale
   HAS INSTANCE=> Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, First Baron Tennyson, Alfred Lord Tennyson
   HAS INSTANCE=> Thespis
   HAS INSTANCE=> Thomas, Dylan Thomas, Dylan Marlais Thomas
   HAS INSTANCE=> Trumbull, John Trumbull
   HAS INSTANCE=> Tzara, Tristan Tzara, Samuel Rosenstock
   HAS INSTANCE=> Uhland, Johann Ludwig Uhland
   HAS INSTANCE=> Verlaine, Paul Verlaine
   HAS INSTANCE=> Villon, Francois Villon
   HAS INSTANCE=> Virgil, Vergil, Publius Vergilius Maro
   HAS INSTANCE=> Voznesenski, Andrei Voznesenski
   HAS INSTANCE=> Warren, Robert Penn Warren
   HAS INSTANCE=> Watts, Isaac Watts
   HAS INSTANCE=> Wheatley, Phillis Wheatley
   HAS INSTANCE=> Whitman, Walt Whitman
   HAS INSTANCE=> Whittier, John Greenleaf Whittier
   HAS INSTANCE=> Williams, William Carlos Williams
   HAS INSTANCE=> Wordsworth, William Wordsworth
   HAS INSTANCE=> Wyatt, Sir Thomas Wyatt, Wyat, Sir Thomas Wyat
   HAS INSTANCE=> Wylie, Elinor Morton Hoyt Wylie
   HAS INSTANCE=> Yeats, William Butler Yeats, W. B. Yeats
   HAS INSTANCE=> Yevtushenko, Yevgeni Yevtushenko, Yevgeni Aleksandrovich Yevtushenko
   HAS INSTANCE=> Young, Edward Young




--- Grep of noun walt_whitman
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Sailor Moon (1992 - 1997) - It Follows Each Of The Sailor Senshi's Lives Until They Are In High School And That They Fought The Greatest Battles That They Ever Had From Evil Forces Invading Earth From Stealing Energy, Snatching Hearts And Stealing Dreams, Together They Will Bring Peace On Earth And Save The Universe As A Team.
Batman The Animated Series (1992 - 1995) - The very successful Batman the Animated Series debuted in 1992 and lasted 85 epiosdes. This cartoon had great character development, voice acting, animation and storylines. It really was the total package and the king of comic book cartoons. Truely one of the greatest cartoons ever.
The Greatest American Hero (1981 - 1983) - Ralph Hinkley, a high school teacher, is chosen by aliens to fight evil with superhuman powers via a bright red suit and an instruction manual. Unfortunately Ralph manages to lose the instructions in the middle of nowhere and he's stuck with powers he has no idea to control. Now, with the help of...
Rupan Sansei (Lupin the 3rd), Red Jacket series (1977 - 1980) - Lupin the 3rd is the greatest phantom thief in the world. He never misses whatever chance he aims at. With his sidekicks Daisuke Jigen, Ishikawa Goemon and Lupin's girlfriend/rival Mine Fujiko.
Land of the Lost (Original TV Series) (1974 - 1977) - Marshal, Will and Holly, on a routine expedition...came the greatest earthquake every known, shook their tiny raft, an took them to the valley deep below, to the land of the lost, the land of the lost.
Out of the Box (1998 - 2004) - Out of Of the Box was a very popular show for many kids who are now Teen agers with some of the greatest songs of all times in the show it was great! They were known for making craft and doing hands on things in the box! They would act out plays and it was a younger of the 1990's dream playhouse the...
Lupin the 3rd (1972 - 2012) - This show is like japans answer to James Bond. This was the most popular character in japan for over 20 years. Arsene' Lupin III is the worlds greatest thief. Together with his cohorts Disuke Jigen, Goemon Ishikawa, and Fugiko Mine, Lupin travels the world pulling heist after heist. Each heist would...
Secret Squirrel (1965 - 1992) - Secret Squirrel, or Agent 000 and his sidekick, Morrocco Mole, Would use all sorts diffrent Gadgets to stop Evil Villians. He was the James Bond of the animal world. Yellow Pinkie (a parody of James Bond's Goldfinger) was his greatest villian.
Defenders of the Earth (1986 - 1986) - In the year 2015, Ming the Merciless is wreaking havoc on planet Earth and intends to take anyone in his way out. The only thing that stands in his way is a team of the world's greatest heroes; space explorer Flash Gordon, "The Ghost Who Walks" The Phantom, the great magician Mandrake and his assis...
Superman: The Animated Series (1996 - 2000) - Branching out from their work in the Batman mythos, Bruce Timm and Paul Dini created this masterpiece, at once an extensive of their earlier work, and a unique creation in its own right. It is perhaps the greatest adaptation of the comics into dynamic medium, just as its predecessor, "Batman: TAS",...
Ellery Queen (1975 - 1976) - Ellery Queen is arguably the greatest fictional detective of American creation feartured in novels, movies and television. Jim Hutton played the role in the 1970s with wonderful charm and a natural manner.
Super Dave: Daredevil For Hire (1992 - 1993) - The famous Super Dave Osbourne is the 'World's Greatest Stuntman and Daredevil-For-Hire' who takes on larger-than-life impossible missions. With his sidekick inventor and equipment maven Fuji, 'Super' is ready to face any adversity. But he is both overconfident and underskilled -- leading to bungled...
Lucky Luke (1971 - 1991) - Luke is the world's greatest cowboy. He can outshoot his own shadow (see picture on right), he can lasso a whirlwind, he can outride (he once raced the Mississippi and won), outdraw and outshoot anyone. Jolly Jumper is also pretty unique, being able to play Luke at chess, arm-wrestle him and run whi...
Flash Gordon (1996 - 1997) - One of greatest sci-fi superhero gets a unique makeover in an animated space adventure story that takes place as a teenaged version as Flash Gordon against the galaxy's most ruthless lizard/humaine creatures. When a mysterious black hole opens on Earth and transports Alex Gordon, Dale Arden, and Dr...
Tommy & Oscar (1999 - 2004) - Professor Leonard is the greatest inventor of all time, he manages to create the most amazing gadgets for his nephew Tommy. With these inventions, young Tommy becomes a 007-like superhero who protects the world from an unscrupulous businessman, Caesar.
Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil (2010 - 2012) - an American animated television series created and executive produced by animator Sandro Corsaro, about a young boy named Clarence Francis "Kick" Buttowski (Charlie Schlatter), who aspires to become the world's greatest daredevil. It became the fourth Disney XD original series and the first such ani...
Zeke and Luther (2009 - 2012) - Zeke and Luther is an American Disney XD sitcom about two best friends setting their sights on becoming the world's greatest skateboarders.
Star Blazers 2199 (2012 - 2013) - In the year 2199, Earth faces its greatest crisis. Due to unrelenting bombings by the alien race known as "Gamilas," the planet can no longer sustain its inhabitants. In exactly one year, humanity is set to become extinct.
Great Teacher Onizuka (1999 - 2000) - Onizuka is a reformed biker gang leader who has his sights set on an honorable new ambition: to become the world's greatest teacher... for the purpose of meeting sexy high school girls. Okay, so he's mostly reformed.
Ewoks (1985 - 1986) - Ewoks was the greatest abc cartoon
Idiot Savants (1996 - 1997) - This was MTV's more intellectual game show. Hosted by Greg Fitzsimmons, this show had an interesting format in which the same 4 players played for 5 days straight. The person with the greatest number of points after five days won.
Tenacious D: The Greatest Band on Earth (1997 - 2000) - Tenacious D: The Greatest Band on Earth is a TV series that ran on HBO in 1997, 1999 and 2000. It featured the fictional accounts of the real band Tenacious D, which is composed of members Jack Black and Kyle Gass.
The Cartoon Cartoon Top 5 (2002 - 2008) - The Cartoon Cartoon Top 5, or simply the Top 5 (also known as the Top Five Cartoons or the Cartoon Top 5 since 2004 and known in the planning stages as Cartoon Cartoon's Greatest Hits) was an hour-long Cartoon Network programming block that originally featured a countdown of the week's five "best" C...
Super Bowl Greatest Commercials (2001 - Current) - Every year right before the big game, CBS hosts a special where viewers get to vote on the greatest Super Bowl Commercials of the past 20 years. Originally cast via the cbs.com website, the special has allowed viewers to comment via social media to vote for their favorite commercial in more recent y...
The Great Mouse Detective(1986) - In the year 1897, a day before the Queen's diamond jubilee, a kidnapping occurred. Olivia Flaversham's father, Hiram, was taken away by a peg-legged bat. Olivia then seeks the help of Basil of Baker Street, the Greatest Detective of all Mousedom. With the help of Dr. David Q. Dawson, Basil attempts...
Street Fighter II: The Animated Movie(1994) - One of the greatest anime movies of all time, this little jem was brought to us from over seas. M.Bison is searching the world for the greatest fighters alive, so he can brain wash them and make them apart of the notorious terrorist organization known as Shadowlaw (not shadaloo). But there is a figh...
Pokmon: The Movie 2000(1999) - The internationally popular toy, comic book, and video game characters who stormed the big screen in Pokemon: The First Movie are back in this Japanese anime feature. Lawrence III, who collects the elusive creatures known as Pokemon, will become the greatest Pokemon trainer on Earth if he can captur...
Disney's Halloween Treat(1982) - Celebrate a magical, high-spirited Halloween, with this collection of classic scenes, from Walt Disney's greatest animated feature films and cartoon shorts! Snow White and the seven dwarfs encounter the wicked Queen, in a breathtaking sequence from this Disney triumpth of art and imagination. Then,...
HOUSE(1986) - The hero of the story is Roger Cobb, played by William Katt (CARRIE, HOUSE IV, CYBORG 3, STRANGER BY NIGHT, THE PAPER BOY), William had just got off of a popular, though short lived TV series in the U.S. called Greatest American Hero (popular with audiences, but the writers ran out of ideas real qui...
Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country(1991) - Captian Kirk and his crew have returned faceing their greatest conflict, Peace. The Klingon empire is faceing extinction and the two enemies must over come decades of hostilities to work together. Not everyone desires this peace and the Enterprise crew must stop their plans before war breaks out.
Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker(2000) - The young protg of one of the world's greatest superheroes has his first encounter with an old nemesis in this direct-to-video feature adapted from the popular animated series Batman Beyond. Terry McGinnis (Will Friedle) has taken over the crime-fighting responsibilities of Batman from aging Bru...
Snow White(1987) - A prince, seeking the greatest treasure, stumbles upon seven little men guarding a coffin. They tell him the story of Snow White, a beautiful princess who was forced to run away from home after her jealous stepmother tried to have her killed. When she realizes that the girl is still alive and living...
The Towering Inferno(1974) - Doug Roberts (Paul Newman) is chief architect for Duncan Enterprises, an architectural firm specializing in skyscrappers. Their greatest project, the Glass Tower, is 1,800 feet high and set for dedication in San Francisco, and a lavish ceremony is scheduled to include Mayor Robert Ramsey (Jack Coll...
The Usual Suspects(1995) - "The Greatest Trick The Devil Ever Pulled Was Convincing The World He Didn't Exist" - Keyser Soze (Kevin Spacey) - The Usual Suspects (1995)
Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla(1974) - The King of the Monsters faces his greatest challange ever. A robot designed to be just like him in every way! Built by a race of alien gorilla people who want the Earth for themselves. Does Godzilla stand a chance? Even with the Azumi Royal Guardian King Ceasar at his side?
Michael Jordan to the Max(2000) - Michael Jordan was the most famous, most honored, and probably the greatest professional basketball player of his generation, an athlete whose intelligence, charisma, and dazzling on-court skill helped earn his game a new level of popularity and won Jordan a record six NBA title rings. Michael Jorda...
The Deer Hunter(1978) - Winner of five Academy Awards, including Best Picture and Best Director, The Deer Hunter is simultaneously an audacious directorial conceit and one of the greatest films ever made about friendship and the personal impact of war. Like Apocalypse Now, it's hardly a conventional battle film--the soldie...
To Have and Have Not(1945) - Based on the novel of the same name by Ernest Hemingway, To Have and Have Not has been known as one of the greatest romance films of all time. The film features Humphrey Bogart as Harry "Steve" Morgan in a romance with a lady named Marie 'Slim' Browning (Lauren Bacall).
The Adventures of Hercules(1985) - Lou Ferrigno returns as the man with the strength of a hundred in this action packed sequel that finds the fabled warrior facing his greatest challenge. Created to be the strong arm of Zeus, Hercules must now save his very creator from a coup by other gods.
The Adventures Of Captain Zoom In Outer Space (1995) - When the evil dictator Lord Vox of Vestron attempts to once again take over a planet liberated by rebel forces. A boy genius uses his skills in technology and science to transport Captain Zoom, earths greatest and most revered galactic hero to save their planet and put a stop top Lord...
Oscar's Greatest Moments(1992) - Karl Malden hosted this compilation of the best moments of Academy Awards ceremonies from 1971 to 1991.
Let's Spend The Night Together(1983) - Known in some territories as "Time Is On Our Side", this documentary depicts a concert that the Rolling Stones performed in Texas in the early 80s. The Stones perform many of their greatest hits as well as a few cover songs. Basically, they're just doing their thing and doing it well.
C.H.U.D. 2 Bud the Chud(1989) - Meet Bud the C.H.U.D. a Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dweller. He has all the charm of Cary Grant, the scaring sexuality of James Dean, the greatest talent discovery since Patrick Swayze. It's Hallowe'en and this C.H.U.D.'s for you!
Young Giants(1983) - "A heartwarming story of two stubborn priests, the world's greatest soccer player, and a dozen determined orphans who band together to save their home from being condemned by the local city planners
The Edge(1997) - A plane crash in the freezing Alaskan wilderness pits intellectual billionaire Charles Morse against self-satisfied fashion photographer Robert Green in a brutal struggle for survival. Each soon dicovers that the greatest danger resides not in nature, but from human fear, treachery, and quite possi...
Curse of The Pink Panther(1983) - Following where "Trail of The Pink Panther" left off, with Inspector Clouseau gone, France now calls on New York's greatest Policeman named Cliff Sleigh (Ted Wass) to continue the investigation of The Pink Panther diamond. Roger Moore makes a cameo in this film.
The Commitments(1991) - In the working class section of Northern Dublin, young Jimmy Rabbitte was always focused on the music business (at least in the matters of retail) and has very high aspirations of managing the world's greatest band...the only thing is he has one kind of music in mind: soul. After countless audition...
Flash Gordon: The Greatest Adventure of All(1982) - Filmation animated movie based on the flash gorde
After The Fox(1966) - Peter Sellers plays Aldo Vanucci (aka the Fox), one of the greatest criminals of the world, and master of disguise. After Aldo escapes from the Italian prison he was held in, he meets again with his friends, and plans to retrieve the "gold of Cairo" a large shipment of gold, that waits to be unloade...
Crimewave(1985) - Surreal comedy about a young filmmaker(John Paizs) trying to create the greatest color crime film ever made.
Santa's Apprentice(2010) - Nicholas is a 7-year-old Australian orphan who loves Christmas. The happiest day of the year for Nicholas and his friends at the orphanage is also tainted with sadness. Their greatest Christmas wish is one that may never be granted: to find a new family that they can call thei
Scooby-Doo's Greatest Mysteries(2003) - FBI Warning Batman
Anne Frank: The Whole Story(2001) - When the war began, she was only a little girl. When it ended, she was the voice of a generation... A compassionate and sensitive televisual portrait of the Holocaust's greatest diarist.
The Newton Boys(1998) - Four Newton brothers are a poor farmer family in the 1920s. The oldest of them, Willis, one day realizes that there's no future in the fields and offers his brothers to become a bank robbers. Soon the family agrees. They become very famous robbers, and five years later execute the greatest train rob...
Video Rewind: The Rolling Stones' Greatest Hits(1984) - This is a compilation of several Rolling Stones interviews as well as scenes with Mick Jagger and Bill Wyman talking about the videos.
It's A Wonderful Life(1946) - It's a Wonderful Life is a 1946 American Christmas drama film produced and directed by Frank Capra, based on the short story "The Greatest Gift", which Philip Van Doren Stern wrote in 1939 and privately published in 1945. The film is considered one of the most loved films in American cinema and has...
Queen - "One Vision" Documentary(1986) - The song was recorded in September 1985 (according to the "One Vision" documentary found on The Magic Years Vol. 1 VHS and the Greatest Video Hits 2 DVD, chronicling the recording of the song).
You're the Greatest, Charlie Brown(1979) - Charlie Brown decides to enter the Junior Olympics at his school after it is revealed he is not going on vacation like he thought he would. The decathlon is the only thing left open, and Charlie Brown accepts the challenge (of course after everyone else there refused to take on such a tough event be...
The Greatest Game Ever Played(2005) - In the 1913 US Open, 20-year-old Francis Ouimet played against his idol, 1900 US Open champion, Englishman Harry Vardon.
The T.A.M.I Show(1964) - Hailed by one music reviewer as "the grooviest, wildest, slickest hit ever to pound the screen," "The T.A.M.I. Show" is an unrelenting rock spectacular starring some of the greatest pop performers of the 60s. These top recording idols - representing the musical moods of London, Liverpool, Hollywood...
Black Dynamite(2009) - Black Dynamite is the greatest African-American action star of the 1970s. When his only brother is killed by The Man it's up to him to find justice.
Gym Teacher: The Movie(2008) - Dave Stewie (Christopher Meloni) is a middle school PE teacher who sees a forthcoming award as a way to redeem himself of his greatest regret, a failure to make the 1988 US Olympic Team. Meanwhile, Roland Waffle (Nathan Kress) is a new transfer student who is completely non-athletic and wears a helm...
The Avengers(2012) - The evil Loki, accompanied by an army of extraterrestrials called the Chitauri, is in pursuit of a powerful object known as the Tesseract. Nick Fury, director of the espionage and law enforcement agency S.H.I.E.L.D. activates a plan he calls the "Avengers Initiative": bring together Earth's greatest...
Just My Luck(2006) - Ashley Albright is the most popular and luck girl in high school. It seems everywhere she goes she has the greatest strokes of luck and everything goes her way. This is in contrast to her boyfriend Jake Hardin who seems eternally plagued by bad luck and misfortune. During a masquerade party, Ashley...
Borat(2006) - Kazakh television personality Borat Sagdiyev leaves Kazakhstan for the "Greatest Country in the World," the "US and A" to make a documentary at the behest of the Kazakh Ministry of Information. He leaves behind his wife Oksana and other inhabitants of his village including "the town rapist", "the to...
Adventures in Power(2008) - In his quest to become the world's greatest air-drummer, a small-town dreamer must overcome obstacles and ridicule to save the day.
Melody Time(1948) - In the grand tradition of Disney's greatest musical classics, such as FANTASIA, MELODY TIME features seven classic stories, each enhanced with high-spirited music and unforgettale characters...A feast for the eyes and ears [full of] wit and charm...a delightful Disney classic with something for ever...
The Devil Dared Me To(2007) - "The Devil Dared Me To" follows the story of daredevil stuntman Randy Cambell and his quest to follow in his late father's footsteps and become New Zealand's greatest daredevil stuntman. Ever since growing up as a young boy on a remote New Zealand sheep-farm, Randy has dreamed of performing the ulti...
Tenacious D in The Pick Of Destiny(2006) - To become the greatest band of all time, two slacker, wannabe-rockers set out on a quest to steal a legendary guitar pick that gives its holders incredible guitar skills, from a maximum security Rock and Roll museum.
The Greatest Story Ever Told(1965) - The Greatest Story Ever Told is a 1965 American epic film produced and directed by George Stevens. It is a retelling of the Biblical account about Jesus of Nazareth, from the Nativity through to the Ascension. Along with the ensemble cast, it marked Claude Rains's final film role.
Stan & Ollie(2018) - Laurel and Hardy -- the world's greatest comedy team -- face an uncertain future as their golden era of Hollywood films remain long behind them. Diminished by age, the duo set out to reconnect with their adoring fans by touring variety halls in Britain in 1953. The shows become an instant hit, but S...
The World's Greatest Athlete(1973) - A down on his luck coach travels to Africa where he spots the world's greatest athlete - a white Tarzan-type. The coach brings him back to the U.S. of A. to compete.
The Oath(2018) - Ike Barinholtz makes his directorial debut as well as playing a starring role in this black comedy film that shows how even the greatest of division will still not be enough to drive a family apart. In the near future, American citizens are asked, though not required, to sign a legal document sweari...
Trumped(2017) - Trumped: Inside the Greatest Political Upset of All Time is a 2017 American documentary film that chronicles the presidential campaign of Donald Trump, leading up to his electoral victory in November 2016. The film was directed by Ted Bourne, Mary Robertson, and Banks Tarver, and was created from fo...
Cats(2019) - A tribe of cats called the Jellicles must decide yearly which one will ascend to the Heaviside Layer and come back to a new Jellicle life. Based on the award-winning 1981 musical that is often called the "Greatest of All Time" this film is seen as one of the worst musical films of all time thanks to...
Turbo(2013) - In a suburban San Fernando Valley tomato garden in Los Angeles, Theo, self-named "Turbo", is a garden snail who dreams of being the greatest racer in the world, just like his hero, five-time Indy 500 champion Guy Gagn. His obsession with speed often makes him an outcast in the slow and cautious sna...
7 Days in Hell (2015) ::: 7.1/10 -- TV-MA | 43min | Comedy, Sport | TV Movie 11 July 2015 -- A fictional documentary-style expose on the rivalry between two of the greatest tennis players of all-time who battled it out in a 2001 match that lasted seven days. Director: Jake Szymanski Writer:
-- After his latest money-making plan fails, Julian concocts his greatest scheme ever ::: which involves doing business with his archenemy, Cyrus. Director: Mike Clattenburg Writers: Mike Clattenburg, Mike O'Neill
Alien: Harvest (2019) ::: 6.4/10 -- 9min | Short, Horror, Sci-Fi | 26 April 2019 (USA) -- The surviving crew of a damaged space harvester has a motion sensor as their only navigation tool leading them to safety, while a creature in the shadows terrorizes them. However, the greatest threat might have been hiding in plain sight. Director: Benjamin Howdeshell Writers: Craig Dewey, Dan O'Bannon (based on characters created by) | 1 more credit
Black Dynamite (2009) ::: 7.4/10 -- R | 1h 24min | Action, Comedy | 13 January 2010 (France) -- Black Dynamite is the greatest African-American action star of the 1970s. When his only brother is killed by The Man, it's up to him to find justice. Director: Scott Sanders Writers:
Black Mirror ::: TV-MA | 1h | Drama, Sci-Fi, Thriller | TV Series (2011 ) -- An anthology series exploring a twisted, high-tech multiverse where humanity's greatest innovations and darkest instincts collide. Creator: Charlie Brooker
Black Mirror ::: TV-MA | 1h | Drama, Sci-Fi, Thriller | TV Series (2011- ) Episode Guide 22 episodes Black Mirror Poster -- An anthology series exploring a twisted, high-tech multiverse where humanity's greatest innovations and darkest instincts collide. Creator: Charlie Brooker
Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of ::: 7.3/10 -- Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan Poster -- Kazakh TV talking head Borat is dispatched to the United States to report on the greatest country in the world. With a documentary crew in tow, Borat becomes more interested in locating and marrying Pamela Anderson. Director: Larry Charles
Cantinflas (2014) ::: 6.6/10 -- PG | 1h 42min | Biography, Comedy, Drama | 18 September 2014 (Mexico) -- The untold story of Mexico's greatest and most beloved comedy film star of all time, from his humble origins on the small stage to the bright lights of Hollywood. Director: Sebastian del Amo Writers:
Clone High ::: TV-14 | Animation, Comedy, Sci-Fi | TV Series (20022003) -- The greatest minds of the world have been cloned, and are now attending high school together. Creators: Bill Lawrence, Phil Lord, Christopher Miller
Danger Mouse ::: TV-Y | 25min | Animation, Comedy, Family | TV Series (19811992) -- Danger Mouse, the greatest secret agent in the world, must follow Colonel K's orders (and try not to break Professor Squawkencluck's inventions) to foil Baron Greenback's and his henchman Stiletto's plans. Creators:
Don Juan DeMarco (1994) ::: 6.7/10 -- PG-13 | 1h 37min | Comedy, Drama, Romance | 7 April 1995 (USA) -- A psychiatrist must cure a young patient that presents himself as Don Juan, the greatest lover in the world. Director: Jeremy Leven Writers: Lord Byron (character Don Juan), Jeremy Leven
Fantastic Four: The Animated Series -- Fantastic Four (original title) 22min | Animation, Action, Sci-Fi | TV Series (19941996) ::: The adventures of Marvel Comic's greatest superhero team. Creators: Stan Lee, Jack Kirby
Frisky Dingo ::: TV-MA | 11min | Animation, Comedy, Sci-Fi | TV Series (20062008) -- A philandering billionaire playboy who moonlights as the superhero, Awesome X, faces against his greatest adversary, Killface, but finds balancing his business and superhero lives difficult. Creators:
Genius ::: TV-14 | 43min | Biography, Drama, History | TV Series (2017- ) Episode Guide 29 episodes Genius Poster -- The life stories of history's greatest minds. From their days as young adults to their final years we see their discoveries, loves, relationships, causes, flaws and genius. Creators:
Genius ::: TV-14 | 43min | Biography, Drama, History | TV Series (2017 ) -- The life stories of history's greatest minds. From their days as young adults to their final years we see their discoveries, loves, relationships, causes, flaws and genius. Creators:
Greater (2016) ::: 7.3/10 -- PG | 2h 10min | Biography, Family, Sport | 26 August 2016 (USA) -- The story of Brandon Burlsworth, possibly the greatest walk-on in the history of college football. Director: David L. Hunt (as David Hunt) Writers: Brian Reindl, David L. Hunt (as David Hunt)
GTO ::: TV-MA | 24min | Animation, Comedy, Drama | TV Series (19992000) -- About Eikichi Onizuka, a 22-year-old ex-gangster member and a virgin. He has one ambition that no one ever expected from him. His solely life purpose is to become the greatest high school teacher ever. Stars:
Harriet (2019) ::: 6.6/10 -- PG-13 | 2h 5min | Action, Biography, Drama | 1 November 2019 (USA) -- The extraordinary tale of Harriet Tubman's escape from slavery and transformation into one of America's greatest heroes, whose courage, ingenuity, and tenacity freed hundreds of slaves and changed the course of history. Director: Kasi Lemmons Writers:
How to Make It in America -- 30min | Comedy, Drama | TV Series (20102011) ::: A group of 20 somethings living in New York City. Ben and Cameron work on starting a fashion company, while enjoying their lives in the greatest city in the world. Creator:
Masters of Horror ::: TV-MA | 1h | Horror | TV Series (20052007) -- Anchor Bay has amassed some of the greatest horror film writers and directors to bring to you the anthology series, "Masters of Horror". For the first time, the foremost names in the horror... S Creator:
Mulan (1998) ::: 7.6/10 -- G | 1h 28min | Animation, Adventure, Family | 19 June 1998 (USA) -- To save her father from death in the army, a young maiden secretly goes in his place and becomes one of China's greatest heroines in the process. Directors: Tony Bancroft, Barry Cook Writers:
My Grandfather's People (2011) ::: 8.0/10 -- Dedemin Insanlari (original title) -- My Grandfather's People Poster Grandpapa and his family were torn from their land, forced to migrate from Crete during the population exchange when he was just seven years old. Grands greatest desire is to see the land ... S Director: agan Irmak Writer: agan Irmak
One Piece ::: One Piece: Wan psu (original tit ::: TV-14 | 24min | Animation, Action, Adventure | TV Series (1999- ) Episode Guide 968 episodes One Piece Poster -- Follows the adventures of Monkey D. Luffy and his pirate crew in order to find the greatest treasure ever left by the legendary Pirate, Gold Roger. The famous mystery treasure named "One Piece". Creator:
Race (2016) ::: 7.1/10 -- PG-13 | 2h 14min | Biography, Drama, Sport | 19 February 2016 (USA) -- Jesse Owens' quest to become the greatest track and field athlete in history thrusts him onto the world stage of the 1936 Olympics, where he faces off against Adolf Hitler's vision of Aryan supremacy. Director: Stephen Hopkins Writers:
RKO 281 (1999) ::: 7.0/10 -- R | 1h 26min | Biography, Drama | TV Movie 20 November 1999 -- Orson Welles produces his greatest film, Citizen Kane (1941), despite the opposition of the film's de facto subject, William Randolph Hearst. Director: Benjamin Ross Writers: John Logan, Richard Ben Cramer (documentary "The Battle Over Citizen
Shakespeare in Love (1998) ::: 7.1/10 -- R | 2h 3min | Comedy, Drama, History | 8 January 1999 (USA) -- The world's greatest ever playwright, William Shakespeare, is young, out of ideas and short of cash, but meets his ideal woman and is inspired to write one of his most famous plays. Director: John Madden Writers:
Superman (1978) ::: 7.3/10 -- PG | 2h 23min | Action, Adventure, Drama | 15 December 1978 (USA) -- An alien orphan is sent from his dying planet to Earth, where he grows up to become his adoptive home's first and greatest superhero. Director: Richard Donner Writers: Jerry Siegel (character created by: Superman), Joe Shuster (character
Superman: The Animated Series ::: Superman (original tit ::: TV-PG | 30min | Animation, Action, Adventure | TV Series (19962000) -- The last son of the planet Krypton protects his adoptive home of Earth as the greatest of the superheroes. Creators:
Tenacious D in the Pick of Destiny (2006) ::: 6.8/10 -- Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny (original title) -- Tenacious D in the Pick of Destiny Poster -- To become the greatest band of all time, two slacker, wannabe-rockers set out on a quest to steal a legendary guitar pick that gives its holders incredible guitar skills, from a maximum security Rock and Roll museum. Director: Liam Lynch
The Book of Life (2014) ::: 7.3/10 -- PG | 1h 35min | Animation, Adventure, Comedy | 17 October 2014 (USA) -- Manolo, a young man who is torn between fulfilling the expectations of his family and following his heart, embarks on an adventure that spans three fantastic worlds where he must face his greatest fears. Director: Jorge R. Gutirrez (as Jorge R. Gutierrez) Writers:
The Dark Knight (2008) ::: 9.0/10 -- PG-13 | 2h 32min | Action, Crime, Drama | 18 July 2008 (USA) -- When the menace known as the Joker wreaks havoc and chaos on the people of Gotham, Batman must accept one of the greatest psychological and physical tests of his ability to fight injustice. Director: Christopher Nolan Writers:
The Greatest (2009) ::: 6.6/10 -- R | 1h 39min | Drama, Romance | 5 November 2009 (Israel) -- A drama that is centered around a troubled teenage girl, and a family that is trying to get over the loss of their son. Director: Shana Feste Writer: Shana Feste
The Greatest Game Ever Played (2005) ::: 7.4/10 -- PG | 2h | Biography, Drama, Sport | 30 September 2005 (USA) -- In the 1913 US Open, 20-year-old Francis Ouimet played golf against his idol, 1900 US Open champion, Englishman Harry Vardon. Director: Bill Paxton Writers: Mark Frost (book), Mark Frost (screenplay)
The Greatest Showman (2017) ::: 7.6/10 -- PG | 1h 45min | Biography, Drama, Musical | 20 December 2017 (USA) -- Celebrates the birth of show business and tells of a visionary who rose from nothing to create a spectacle that became a worldwide sensation. Director: Michael Gracey Writers: Jenny Bicks (screenplay by), Bill Condon (screenplay by) | 1 more
The Greatest Show on Earth (1952) ::: 6.6/10 -- Passed | 2h 32min | Drama, Family, Romance | May 1952 (USA) -- The dramatic lives of trapeze artists, a clown, and an elephant trainer are told against a background of circus spectacle. Director: Cecil B. DeMille Writers: Fredric M. Frank (screenplay), Barr Lyndon (screenplay) | 4 more
The Greatest Story Ever Told (1965) ::: 6.6/10 -- G | 4h 20min | Biography, Drama, History | 9 April 1965 (UK) -- An all-star, large scale epic movie that chronicles the life and ministry of Jesus Christ. Directors: George Stevens, David Lean (uncredited) | 1 more credit Writers: Fulton Oursler (book), Henry Denker (source writings) | 3 more
The Peanuts Movie (2015) ::: 7.1/10 -- G | 1h 28min | Animation, Comedy, Family | 6 November 2015 (USA) -- Snoopy embarks upon his greatest mission as he and his team take to the skies to pursue their archnemesis, while his best pal Charlie Brown begins his own epic quest back home to win the love of his life. Director: Steve Martino Writers:
Undeclared ::: TV-14 | 22min | Comedy | TV Series (20012003) -- College freshman Steve Karp, his girlfriend and their fellow dormmates embark on one the greatest experiences of their lives. Unfortunately for Steve, his lonely and recently divorced father is tagging along for the ride. Creator:
Unsane (2018) ::: 6.4/10 -- R | 1h 38min | Drama, Horror, Mystery | 23 March 2018 (USA) -- A young woman is involuntarily committed to a mental institution, where she is confronted by her greatest fear - but is it real or a product of her delusion? Director: Steven Soderbergh Writers:
Versailles ::: TV-MA | 52min | Biography, Drama, History | TV Series (2015-2018) Episode Guide 30 episodes Versailles Poster -- In 1667, 28-year-old all-powerful king of France, Louis XIV, decides to build the greatest palace in the world - Versailles. But drained budget, affairs and political intrigues complicate things. Creators:
Versailles ::: TV-MA | 52min | Biography, Drama, History | TV Series (20152018) -- In 1667, 28-year-old all-powerful king of France, Louis XIV, decides to build the greatest palace in the world - Versailles. But drained budget, affairs and political intrigues complicate things. Creators:
Wonder Woman ::: TV-G | 1h | Action, Adventure, Drama | TV Series (19751979) -- The adventures of the greatest of the female superheroes. Creators: William Moulton Marston, Stanley Ralph Ross
World's Greatest Dad (2009) ::: 6.9/10 -- R | 1h 39min | Comedy, Drama | 24 September 2010 (Ireland) -- When his son's body is found in a humiliating accident, a lonely high school teacher inadvertently attracts an overwhelming amount of community and media attention after covering up the truth with a phony suicide note. Director: Bobcat Goldthwait Writer:
Young Mr. Lincoln (1939) ::: 7.6/10 -- Passed | 1h 40min | Biography, Drama, History | 9 June 1939 (USA) -- A fictionalized account of the early life of the American president as a young lawyer facing his greatest court case. Director: John Ford Writer: Lamar Trotti (original screenplay) Stars:
Zero Effect (1998) ::: 6.9/10 -- R | 1h 56min | Comedy, Crime, Drama | 30 January 1998 (USA) -- The world's greatest detective Daryl Zero aided by his associate Steve Arlo investigates a complex and mysterious case of blackmail and missing keys for shady tycoon Gregory Stark who is less than forthcoming about what is really happening! Director: Jake Kasdan Writer:
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Akazukin Chacha -- -- Gallop -- 74 eps -- Manga -- Adventure Comedy Fantasy Magic Romance Shoujo -- Akazukin Chacha Akazukin Chacha -- Akazukin Chacha is the story of a young magical girl (Mahō Shōjo) named Chacha. Living with her guardian in a cottage on Mochi-mochi mountain is Seravi, who is her teacher and also the fictional world's greatest magician. Chacha is clumsy in casting her spells because, throughout the anime, when she summons something, it often turns out to be something that she didn't mean to cast, for example, spiders (kumo) instead of a cloud (also kumo). At times in the anime when she and her friends are in trouble, however, her spells do work. Living on the same mountain is a boy gifted with enormous strength named Riiya. It is described that Riiya came from a family of werewolves who can instantly change into a wolf whenever they want. Quite far from Mochi-mochi mountain lies Urizuri mountain. Dorothy, also a well known magician in her land, lives in a castle on Urizuri mountain. Living with her is Shiine, her student. Shiine is adept when it comes to casting spells. He is a young wizard and most of his knowledge about magic was taught to him by Dorothy. -- -- The first 2 seasons were originally created by the anime team. Most of the stories in season 3 are based on the manga. -- -- (Source: Wikipedia) -- 12,257 7.38
Ashita no Joe -- -- Mushi Production -- 79 eps -- Manga -- Action Drama Shounen Slice of Life Sports -- Ashita no Joe Ashita no Joe -- Joe Yabuki is a troubled youth, whose only solution to problems is throwing punches at them. What he lacks in manners and discipline, he makes up for with his self-taught fighting skills. -- -- One day, while wandering the slums of Doya, Joe gets into a fight with the local gang. Although greatly outnumbered, he effortlessly defeats them, drawing the attention of Danpei Tange—a former boxing coach turned alcoholic. Seeing his potential, he offers to train Joe into Japan's greatest boxer. At first, Joe dismisses Danpei as a hopeless drunk; but after the trainer saves his life, he agrees to live with him and learn the art of boxing. Unfortunately, Joe's personality makes him an unruly student, and he often falls back to his old ways. -- -- To survive the harsh world of his new career, Joe needs to trust his mentor and master the techniques taught to him. However, the road to becoming a professional boxer is rife with struggles that will test his mettle to the end. -- -- 60,510 8.28
Bakuman. -- -- J.C.Staff -- 25 eps -- Manga -- Comedy Drama Romance Shounen -- Bakuman. Bakuman. -- As a child, Moritaka Mashiro dreamt of becoming a mangaka, just like his childhood hero and uncle, Tarou Kawaguchi, creator of a popular gag manga. But when tragedy strikes, he gives up on his dream and spends his middle school days studying, aiming to become a salaryman instead. -- -- One day, his classmate Akito Takagi, the school's top student and aspiring writer, notices the detailed drawings in Moritaka's notebook. Seeing the vast potential of his artistic talent, Akito approaches Moritaka, proposing that they become mangaka together. After much convincing, Moritaka realizes that if he is able to create a popular manga series, he may be able to get the girl he has a crush on, Miho Azuki, to take part in the anime adaptation as a voice actor. Thus the pair begins creating manga under the pen name Muto Ashirogi, hoping to become the greatest mangaka in Japan, the likes of which no one has ever seen. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Media Blasters -- TV - Oct 2, 2010 -- 505,328 8.22
Bakuten Shoot Beyblade -- -- Madhouse -- 51 eps -- Manga -- Action Sci-Fi Adventure Comedy Sports Shounen -- Bakuten Shoot Beyblade Bakuten Shoot Beyblade -- Thirteen-year-old Tyson Granger (Takao Kinomiya), along with his fellow teammates, Kai Hiwatari, Max Tate (Max Mizuhura), and Ray Kon (Rei Kon), strive to become the greatest Beybladers in the world. With the technical help of the team's resident genius, Kenny (Kyouju), and with the powerful strength of their BitBeasts, the Bladebreakers armed with their tops (AKA: Blades) attempt to reach their goal. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- 90,093 6.73
Bakuten Shoot Beyblade -- -- Madhouse -- 51 eps -- Manga -- Action Sci-Fi Adventure Comedy Sports Shounen -- Bakuten Shoot Beyblade Bakuten Shoot Beyblade -- Thirteen-year-old Tyson Granger (Takao Kinomiya), along with his fellow teammates, Kai Hiwatari, Max Tate (Max Mizuhura), and Ray Kon (Rei Kon), strive to become the greatest Beybladers in the world. With the technical help of the team's resident genius, Kenny (Kyouju), and with the powerful strength of their BitBeasts, the Bladebreakers armed with their tops (AKA: Blades) attempt to reach their goal. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Discotek Media, Nelvana -- 90,093 6.73
Code Geass: Fukkatsu no Lelouch -- -- Sunrise -- 1 ep -- Original -- Action Military Sci-Fi Super Power Drama Mecha -- Code Geass: Fukkatsu no Lelouch Code Geass: Fukkatsu no Lelouch -- Since the demise of the man believed to be Britannia's most wicked emperor one year ago, the world has enjoyed an unprecedented peace under the guidance of the United Federation of Nations. However, this fragile calm is shattered when armed militants successfully kidnap former princess Nunnally vi Britannia and Suzaku Kururugi, the chief advisor of the Black Knights, sparking an international crisis. -- -- The powerful and untrustworthy Kingdom of Zilkhstan is accused of orchestrating their capture. To investigate, world authorities send Kallen Stadtfeld and her associates on a covert operation into the country. There, they encounter the immortal witch C.C., who is on a mission to complete the resurrection of the man responsible for the greatest revolution in history—a legend who will rise up, take command, and save the world from peril once again. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- Movie - Feb 9, 2019 -- 225,953 7.95
Colorful (Movie) -- -- Ascension, Sunrise -- 1 ep -- Novel -- Drama Slice of Life Supernatural -- Colorful (Movie) Colorful (Movie) -- Upon arriving at the train station of death, an impure soul is granted a second chance at life against his will. Reincarnating into the body of Makoto Kobayashi, a 14-year-old boy who recently committed suicide, the soul is tasked to identify the boy's greatest sin in life within a time limit of six months. Although it remains reluctant toward continuing life as Makoto, the soul soon begins to notice the complexities of people's emotions and actions. -- -- Deconstructing the ideas of fractured families and suicide, Colorful explores the intricacies of the daily struggles humans face but are too abashed to confront. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- Movie - Aug 21, 2010 -- 150,581 7.82
Colorful (Movie) -- -- Ascension, Sunrise -- 1 ep -- Novel -- Drama Slice of Life Supernatural -- Colorful (Movie) Colorful (Movie) -- Upon arriving at the train station of death, an impure soul is granted a second chance at life against his will. Reincarnating into the body of Makoto Kobayashi, a 14-year-old boy who recently committed suicide, the soul is tasked to identify the boy's greatest sin in life within a time limit of six months. Although it remains reluctant toward continuing life as Makoto, the soul soon begins to notice the complexities of people's emotions and actions. -- -- Deconstructing the ideas of fractured families and suicide, Colorful explores the intricacies of the daily struggles humans face but are too abashed to confront. -- -- Movie - Aug 21, 2010 -- 150,581 7.82
Diamond no Ace: Act II -- -- Madhouse -- 52 eps -- Manga -- Comedy School Shounen Sports -- Diamond no Ace: Act II Diamond no Ace: Act II -- The hallowed ground of Koshien Stadium is the "field of dreams," where the ambitions of high school baseball players come true. After emerging victorious in the autumn tournament last year, Seidou High School baseball's team has finally earned the right to compete there for the first time in seven years. Beyond the spring tournament looms the battle to decide who is the best team in the nation — the Summer Koshien. -- -- With the third-year players due to retire after the summer tournament, the team has to integrate the experience of the seniors and the potential of the newcomers to overcome familiar and new opponents alike and win the coveted national title. -- -- Meanwhile, pitcher Eijun Sawamura is as determined as ever to earn jersey No. 1 and seize the position of "ace" from his persistent rival, Satoru Furuya. As the team prepares for their greatest challenge yet, Sawamura and Furuya carry on their struggle to lead their team to glory and become the star of the game: the true "Ace of the Diamond." -- -- 58,455 8.23
Digimon X-Evolution -- -- Toei Animation -- 1 ep -- Original -- Action Adventure Fantasy Sci-Fi -- Digimon X-Evolution Digimon X-Evolution -- A virtual world was created by the present-day network called the "Digital World." The "Digital Monster," which is a digital life object, was born, and the host computer Yggdrasil managed the different Digital World areas. However, it developed the X Program of fear to eliminate all Digimon in the old world and develop a new Digital World for only certain Digimon... Now, the greatest crisis ever approaches the Digital World. -- -- The X-Digimon, a new type of Digital Monster, is hunted by the Royal Knights who protect the Digital Worlds. Their master, the network overseer Yggdrasil, seeks to set in motion Project Ark to renew the Digital Worlds and create new Digimon, but at the cost of all other digital life. This new X-Digimon will seek out the answers to its own existence as it tries to protect the life of all Digimon, and in the process it will change the Digital Worlds forever. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- Movie - Jan 3, 2005 -- 18,291 7.10
D.N.Angel -- -- Xebec -- 26 eps -- Manga -- Action Comedy Magic Romance Fantasy School Shoujo -- D.N.Angel D.N.Angel -- Daisuke Niwa is a clumsy, block-headed, and wimpy middle school student who has few redeeming qualities. On his 14th birthday, he finally decides to confess his love to his longtime crush Risa Harada, but is rejected. -- -- In an unexpected turn of events, however, Daisuke finds himself transforming into Dark Mousy, the infamous phantom thief, whenever his mind is set on Risa. Though Daisuke is unaware of this strange heritage, his mother is certainly not: since before the boy was born, his mother had been planning for him to steal valuable works of art and let the name of the elusive art thief be known. -- -- With doubt and confusion constantly clouding his mind, Daisuke finds himself struggling in his relationships with classmates and family. And it is not long before Daisuke realizes that he is not the only one with a fated family legacy—his greatest adversary could be the one classmate he is most unwilling to fight. -- -- -- Licensor: -- ADV Films, Discotek Media -- TV - Apr 3, 2003 -- 169,463 7.19
D.N.Angel -- -- Xebec -- 26 eps -- Manga -- Action Comedy Magic Romance Fantasy School Shoujo -- D.N.Angel D.N.Angel -- Daisuke Niwa is a clumsy, block-headed, and wimpy middle school student who has few redeeming qualities. On his 14th birthday, he finally decides to confess his love to his longtime crush Risa Harada, but is rejected. -- -- In an unexpected turn of events, however, Daisuke finds himself transforming into Dark Mousy, the infamous phantom thief, whenever his mind is set on Risa. Though Daisuke is unaware of this strange heritage, his mother is certainly not: since before the boy was born, his mother had been planning for him to steal valuable works of art and let the name of the elusive art thief be known. -- -- With doubt and confusion constantly clouding his mind, Daisuke finds himself struggling in his relationships with classmates and family. And it is not long before Daisuke realizes that he is not the only one with a fated family legacy—his greatest adversary could be the one classmate he is most unwilling to fight. -- -- TV - Apr 3, 2003 -- 169,463 7.19
Dorohedoro -- -- MAPPA -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Action Comedy Horror Magic Fantasy Seinen -- Dorohedoro Dorohedoro -- Hole—a dark, decrepit, and disorderly district where the strong prey on the weak and death is an ordinary occurrence—is all but befitting of the name given to it. A realm separated from law and ethics, it is a testing ground to the magic users who dominate it. As a race occupying the highest rungs of their society, the magic users think of the denizens of Hole as no more than insects. Murdered, mutilated, and made experiments without a second thought, the powerless Hole dwellers litter the halls of Hole's hospital on a daily basis. -- -- Possessing free access to and from the cesspool, and with little challenge to their authority, the magic users appear indomitable to most—aside for a few. Kaiman, more reptile than man, is one such individual. He hunts them on a heedless quest for answers with only a trusted pair of bayonets and his immunity to magic. Cursed by his appearance and tormented by nightmares, magic users are his only clue to restoring his life to normal. With his biggest obstacle being his stomach, his female companion Nikaidou, who runs the restaurant Hungry Bug, is his greatest ally. -- -- Set in a gritty world of hellish design, Dorohedoro manages a healthy blend of comedy and lightheartedness with death and carnage. Taking plenty of twists and turns while following the lives of Hole's residents, it weaves a unique world of unearthly origin and dreary appearance not for the squeamish or easily disturbed. -- -- 303,473 8.10
Dorohedoro -- -- MAPPA -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Action Comedy Horror Magic Fantasy Seinen -- Dorohedoro Dorohedoro -- Hole—a dark, decrepit, and disorderly district where the strong prey on the weak and death is an ordinary occurrence—is all but befitting of the name given to it. A realm separated from law and ethics, it is a testing ground to the magic users who dominate it. As a race occupying the highest rungs of their society, the magic users think of the denizens of Hole as no more than insects. Murdered, mutilated, and made experiments without a second thought, the powerless Hole dwellers litter the halls of Hole's hospital on a daily basis. -- -- Possessing free access to and from the cesspool, and with little challenge to their authority, the magic users appear indomitable to most—aside for a few. Kaiman, more reptile than man, is one such individual. He hunts them on a heedless quest for answers with only a trusted pair of bayonets and his immunity to magic. Cursed by his appearance and tormented by nightmares, magic users are his only clue to restoring his life to normal. With his biggest obstacle being his stomach, his female companion Nikaidou, who runs the restaurant Hungry Bug, is his greatest ally. -- -- Set in a gritty world of hellish design, Dorohedoro manages a healthy blend of comedy and lightheartedness with death and carnage. Taking plenty of twists and turns while following the lives of Hole's residents, it weaves a unique world of unearthly origin and dreary appearance not for the squeamish or easily disturbed. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Netflix -- 303,473 8.10
Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no wa Machigatteiru Darou ka -- -- J.C.Staff -- 13 eps -- Light novel -- Action Adventure Comedy Romance Fantasy -- Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no wa Machigatteiru Darou ka Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no wa Machigatteiru Darou ka -- Life in the bustling city of Orario is never dull, especially for Bell Cranel, a naïve young man who hopes to become the greatest adventurer in the land. After a chance encounter with the lonely goddess, Hestia, his dreams become a little closer to reality. With her support, Bell embarks on a fantastic quest as he ventures deep within the city's monster-filled catacombs, known only as the "Dungeon." Death lurks around every corner in the cavernous depths of this terrifying labyrinth, and a mysterious power moves amidst the shadows. -- -- Even on the surface, survival is a hard-earned privilege. Indeed, nothing is ever certain in a world where gods and humans live and work together, especially when they often struggle to get along. One thing is for sure, though: a myriad of blunders, triumphs and friendships awaits the dauntlessly optimistic protagonist of this herculean tale. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- 1,138,573 7.61
Elfen Lied: Tooriame nite Arui wa, Shoujo wa Ikani Shite Sono Shinjou ni Itatta ka? - Regenschauer -- -- Arms -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Horror Psychological Supernatural Drama Ecchi Seinen -- Elfen Lied: Tooriame nite Arui wa, Shoujo wa Ikani Shite Sono Shinjou ni Itatta ka? - Regenschauer Elfen Lied: Tooriame nite Arui wa, Shoujo wa Ikani Shite Sono Shinjou ni Itatta ka? - Regenschauer -- Having been accepted into the Kaede Inn, Nana struggles to find some way to contribute, though she inadvertently brings more trouble than assistance. However, Nana's worries are directed more towards fellow resident Nyu, whom she had only known as Lucy, the violent Diclonius. Fearful that Nyu will unleash the same horrific savagery—violence that scars Nana to this day—upon those close to her, Nana faces a dilemma: attempt to live peacefully alongside Lucy with all the uncertainty that that entails or dispose of the source of her worries, shattering the relationships she has formed at the inn. As Nana struggles to come to a decision, Nyu recalls a painful memory of one of her dearest friends and one of her greatest rivals. -- -- -- Licensor: -- ADV Films -- Special - Apr 21, 2005 -- 168,792 7.19
Elfen Lied: Tooriame nite Arui wa, Shoujo wa Ikani Shite Sono Shinjou ni Itatta ka? - Regenschauer -- -- Arms -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Horror Psychological Supernatural Drama Ecchi Seinen -- Elfen Lied: Tooriame nite Arui wa, Shoujo wa Ikani Shite Sono Shinjou ni Itatta ka? - Regenschauer Elfen Lied: Tooriame nite Arui wa, Shoujo wa Ikani Shite Sono Shinjou ni Itatta ka? - Regenschauer -- Having been accepted into the Kaede Inn, Nana struggles to find some way to contribute, though she inadvertently brings more trouble than assistance. However, Nana's worries are directed more towards fellow resident Nyu, whom she had only known as Lucy, the violent Diclonius. Fearful that Nyu will unleash the same horrific savagery—violence that scars Nana to this day—upon those close to her, Nana faces a dilemma: attempt to live peacefully alongside Lucy with all the uncertainty that that entails or dispose of the source of her worries, shattering the relationships she has formed at the inn. As Nana struggles to come to a decision, Nyu recalls a painful memory of one of her dearest friends and one of her greatest rivals. -- -- Special - Apr 21, 2005 -- 168,792 7.19
Evangelion: 2.0 You Can (Not) Advance -- -- Khara -- 1 ep -- Original -- Action Sci-Fi Psychological Drama Mecha -- Evangelion: 2.0 You Can (Not) Advance Evangelion: 2.0 You Can (Not) Advance -- When the threat of the Angel menace escalates, mankind's defense force is pushed to its limits, with Nerv at the forefront of the struggle. Shinji Ikari and his partner Rei Ayanami are assisted by two new pilots: the fiery Asuka Langley Shikinami and the mysterious Mari Illustrious Makinami. -- -- With the aid of their mechanized Evangelion units, equipped with weapons perfect for engaging their monstrous opponents, the four young souls fight desperately to protect their loved ones and prevent an impending apocalypse. But when startling secrets are brought to light, will the heroes' greatest challenge prove to be the monsters...or humanity itself? -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- Movie - Jul 27, 2009 -- 367,320 8.34
Fairy Tail (2014) -- -- A-1 Pictures, Bridge -- 102 eps -- Manga -- Action Adventure Comedy Fantasy Magic Shounen -- Fairy Tail (2014) Fairy Tail (2014) -- The Grand Magic Games reaches its climax following Natsu Dragneel and Gajeel Redfox's stunning victory over Sting Eucliffe and Rogue Cheney of the Sabertooth guild. This success pushes the Fairy Tail guild closer to being crowned the overall champions, but obtaining victory isn't the only challenge they face. A mystery still surrounds a hooded stranger and the ominous Eclipse Gate, leaving more questions than answers. -- -- More crazy adventures are on the horizon for Fairy Tail as their destructive antics and joyful rowdiness continue unabated. Their greatest trial is quickly approaching, but united as a family, the guild will always be ready to face any threat that comes their way. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- 750,368 7.70
Fate/Zero -- -- ufotable -- 13 eps -- Light novel -- Action Supernatural Magic Fantasy -- Fate/Zero Fate/Zero -- With the promise of granting any wish, the omnipotent Holy Grail triggered three wars in the past, each too cruel and fierce to leave a victor. In spite of that, the wealthy Einzbern family is confident that the Fourth Holy Grail War will be different; namely, with a vessel of the Holy Grail now in their grasp. Solely for this reason, the much hated "Magus Killer" Kiritsugu Emiya is hired by the Einzberns, with marriage to their only daughter Irisviel as binding contract. -- -- Kiritsugu now stands at the center of a cutthroat game of survival, facing off against six other participants, each armed with an ancient familiar, and fueled by unique desires and ideals. Accompanied by his own familiar, Saber, the notorious mercenary soon finds his greatest opponent in Kirei Kotomine, a priest who seeks salvation from the emptiness within himself in pursuit of Kiritsugu. -- -- Based on the light novel written by Gen Urobuchi, Fate/Zero depicts the events of the Fourth Holy Grail War—10 years prior to Fate/stay night. Witness a battle royale in which no one is guaranteed to survive. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Aniplex of America -- 1,142,933 8.33
FLCL -- -- Gainax, Production I.G -- 6 eps -- Original -- Action Sci-Fi Comedy Parody Dementia Psychological Mecha -- FLCL FLCL -- Naota Nandaba is an ordinary sixth grader living in a city where nothing amazing ever seems to happen. After his brother Tasuku leaves town to play baseball in America, Naota takes it upon himself to look after everything Tasuku left behind—from his top bunk bed to his ex-girlfriend Mamimi Samejima, who hasn't stopped clinging to Naota since Tasuku left. -- -- Little does Naota know, however, that his mundane existence is on the verge of being changed forever: enter Haruko Haruhara, a Vespa-riding, bass guitar-wielding, pink-haired psychopath whose first encounter with Naota leaves him with tire tracks on his back and a giant horn on his head. Though all he wants is some peace and quiet, when Haruko takes up residence at his parents' home, Naota finds himself dragged into the heart of the greatest battle for supremacy that Earth—and quite possibly the entire universe—has ever seen. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation, Synch-Point -- OVA - Apr 26, 2000 -- 633,940 8.03
Fuuun Ishin Dai☆Shogun -- -- A.C.G.T., J.C.Staff -- 12 eps -- Original -- Action Historical Mecha -- Fuuun Ishin Dai☆Shogun Fuuun Ishin Dai☆Shogun -- In the late Edo period, Japan had experienced an unprecedented crisis by Kurofune (Black Ships), the ships from foreign countries. But a giant robot called Onigami, which has existed since ancient time, dispelled the Kurofune ships and the exclusion of foreigners was accomplished. The story begins in Japan where Meiji restoration in 1868 didn't happen. The tagline says, "I can be the greatest man in the world, because I am a virgin!!" -- -- (Source: Crunchyroll) -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- TV - Apr 10, 2014 -- 23,305 5.72
Genjitsu Shugi Yuusha no Oukoku Saikenki -- -- J.C.Staff -- ? eps -- Light novel -- Action Military Harem Magic Romance Fantasy -- Genjitsu Shugi Yuusha no Oukoku Saikenki Genjitsu Shugi Yuusha no Oukoku Saikenki -- O, Hero! -- -- When Kazuya Souma is unexpectedly transported to another world, he knows the people expect a hero. But Souma's idea of heroism is more practical than most—he wants to rebuild the flagging economy of the new land he's found himself in! Betrothed to the princess and abruptly planted on the throne, this realist hero must gather talented people to help him get the country back on its feet—not through war, or adventure, but with administrative reform! -- -- (Source: Seven Seas Entertainment) -- TV - Jul ??, 2021 -- 23,670 N/A -- -- Mobile Suit Gundam III: Encounters in Space -- -- Sunrise -- 1 ep -- Original -- Action Military Sci-Fi Adventure Space Drama Mecha -- Mobile Suit Gundam III: Encounters in Space Mobile Suit Gundam III: Encounters in Space -- The One Year War comes to a close, as the Zeon forces now retreat back into space. Amuro learns much more of his Newtype abilities and tries to use them the best way he can. He's pushed to his limit as he encounters the infamous Char Aznable once again. He also falls in love with a mysterious woman named Lalah Sune, who knows the full potential of the Newtype abilities. -- -- The greatest battle is about to begin, as many loved ones fall to the power of war. Can the Earth Federation defeat the Principality of Zeon? Or will they fail? Can Char prove that he's the better Newtype than Amuro? They all will be answered now... -- -- (Source: Otakufreakmk2) -- -- Licensor: -- Bandai Entertainment, Nozomi Entertainment -- Movie - Mar 13, 1982 -- 22,788 7.77
Ginga Tetsudou Monogatari -- -- Planet -- 26 eps -- Original -- Action Adventure Drama Sci-Fi Space -- Ginga Tetsudou Monogatari Ginga Tetsudou Monogatari -- In the distant future, trains are no longer bound by their physical tracks. Instead, they take to the skies and travel across the universe on the Galaxy Railways, transporting mankind from planet to planet. However, the Galaxy Railways are no safer than traditional trains: criminals, terrorists, and vile aliens always find a way to stir up trouble. -- -- Manabu Yuuki, a rash and hot-headed man, is the latest addition to the Galaxy Railways' elite Space Defence Force (SDF). These brave men and women are responsible for protecting the railways and responding to any unprecedented danger, risking their lives to protect the innocent from evil. But as this drama unfolds and the SDF's greatest crisis draws nearer, Manabu must truly learn what it means to be a member of the SDF before it is too late. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- TV - Oct 4, 2003 -- 9,901 7.15
Gintama.: Shirogane no Tamashii-hen -- -- Bandai Namco Pictures -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Action Comedy Historical Parody Samurai Sci-Fi Shounen -- Gintama.: Shirogane no Tamashii-hen Gintama.: Shirogane no Tamashii-hen -- After the fierce battle on Rakuyou, the untold past and true goal of the immortal Naraku leader, Utsuro, are finally revealed. By corrupting the Altana reserves of several planets, Utsuro has successfully triggered the intervention of the Tendoshuu’s greatest enemy: the Altana Liberation Army. With Earth as the main battleground in this interplanetary war, Utsuro's master plan to destroy the planet—and himself—is nearly complete. -- -- An attack on the O-Edo Central Terminal marks the beginning of the final battle to take back the land of the samurai. With the Yorozuya nowhere in sight, the bakufu all but collapsed, and the Shogun missing, the people are left completely helpless as the Liberation Army begins pillaging Edo in the name of freeing them from the Tendoshuu's rule. -- -- Caught in the crossfire between two equally imposing forces, can Gintoki, Kagura, Shinpachi, and the former students of Shouyou Yoshida put aside their differences and unite their allies to protect what they hold dear? -- -- 135,931 8.81
God Eater -- -- ufotable -- 13 eps -- Game -- Action Fantasy Military Sci-Fi -- God Eater God Eater -- The year is 2071. Humanity has been pushed to the brink of extinction following the emergence of man-eating monsters called "Aragami" that boast an immunity to conventional weaponry. They ravaged the land, consuming almost everything in their path and leaving nothing in their wake. To combat them, an organization named Fenrir was formed as a last-ditch effort to save humanity through the use of "God Eaters"—special humans infused with Oracle cells, allowing them to wield the God Arc, the only known weapon capable of killing an Aragami. One such God Eater is Lenka Utsugi, a New-Type whose God Arc takes the form of both blade and gun. -- -- Now, as one of Fenrir's greatest weapons, Lenka must master his God Arc if he is to fulfill his desire of wiping out the Aragami once and for all. The monsters continue to be born en masse while the remnants of humanity struggle to survive the night. Only God Eaters stand between the Aragami and complete and total annihilation of the human race. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Aniplex of America -- 443,037 7.27
Golgo 13 (TV) -- -- The Answer Studio -- 50 eps -- Manga -- Action Adventure Drama Thriller Seinen -- Golgo 13 (TV) Golgo 13 (TV) -- Golgo 13 is not his real name. Then again, neither is Duke Togo, Tadashi Togo, or any number of the aliases he goes by. A man of mystery, not even the world’s most prominent intelligence agencies can determine who Golgo really is, or just where he came from. But all agree that his skills are nothing short of legendary. -- -- Armed with a custom M16, Golgo is willing to take any job for any agency, from the FBI to the KGB. He has completed every contract he has ever taken and will work for anyone who can meet his price. He is both the greatest weapon and the greatest threat to any nation; no one is safe once they are in Golgo’s sights. -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- TV - Apr 12, 2008 -- 34,312 7.53
Great Pretender -- -- Wit Studio -- 23 eps -- Original -- Action Adventure Mystery Comedy Psychological -- Great Pretender Great Pretender -- A series of unfortunate events has led Makoto "Edamame" Edamura to adopt the life of crime—pickpocketing and scamming others for a living. However, after swindling a seemingly clueless tourist, Makoto discovers that he was the one tricked and, to make matters worse, the police are now after him. -- -- While making his escape, he runs into the tourist once again, who turns out to be a fellow con man named Laurent Thierry, and ends up following him to Los Angeles. In an attempt to defend his self-proclaimed title of "Japan's Greatest Swindler," Makoto challenges his rival to determine the better scammer. Accepting the competition, Laurent drops them off outside a huge mansion and claims that their target will be the biggest mafia boss on the West Coast. -- -- Jumping from city to city, Great Pretender follows the endeavors of Makoto alongside the cunning Laurent and his colorful associates in the world of international high-stakes fraud. Soon, Makoto realizes that he got more than what he bargained for as his self-declared skills are continually put to the test. -- -- ONA - Jun 2, 2020 -- 333,244 8.34
Great Teacher Onizuka -- -- Studio Pierrot -- 43 eps -- Manga -- Slice of Life Comedy Drama School Shounen -- Great Teacher Onizuka Great Teacher Onizuka -- Twenty-two-year-old Eikichi Onizuka—ex-biker gang leader, conqueror of Shonan, and virgin—has a dream: to become the greatest high school teacher in all of Japan. This isn't because of a passion for teaching, but because he wants a loving teenage wife when he's old and gray. Still, for a perverted, greedy, and lazy delinquent, there is more to Onizuka than meets the eye. So when he lands a job as the homeroom teacher of the Class 3-4 at the prestigious Holy Forest Academy—despite suplexing the Vice Principal—all of his talents are put to the test, as this class is particularly infamous. -- -- Due to their utter contempt for all teachers, the class' students use psychological warfare to mentally break any new homeroom teacher they get, forcing them to quit and leave school. However, Onizuka isn't your average teacher, and he's ready for any challenge in his way. -- -- Bullying, suicide, and sexual harassment are just a few of the issues his students face daily. By tackling the roots of their problems, Onizuka supports them with his unpredictable and unconventional methods—even if it means jumping off a building to save a suicidal child. Thanks to his eccentric charm and fun-loving nature, Class 3-4 slowly learns just how enjoyable school can be when you're the pupils of the Great Teacher Onizuka. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Discotek Media, Tokyopop -- 612,946 8.70
Haikyuu!!: Karasuno Koukou vs. Shiratorizawa Gakuen Koukou -- -- Production I.G -- 10 eps -- Manga -- Comedy Sports Drama School Shounen -- Haikyuu!!: Karasuno Koukou vs. Shiratorizawa Gakuen Koukou Haikyuu!!: Karasuno Koukou vs. Shiratorizawa Gakuen Koukou -- After the victory against Aoba Jousai High, Karasuno High School, once called “a fallen powerhouse, a crow that can’t fly,” has finally reached the climax of the heated Spring tournament. Now, to advance to nationals, the Karasuno team has to defeat the powerhouse Shiratorizawa Academy. Karasuno’s greatest hurdle is their adversary’s ace, Wakatoshi Ushijima, the number one player in the Miyagi Prefecture, and one of the country’s top three aces. -- -- Only the strongest team will make it to the national tournament. Since this match is the third-year players’ last chance to qualify for nationals, Karasuno has to use everything they learned during the training camp and prior matches to attain victory. Filled with restlessness and excitement, both teams are determined to come out on top in the third season of Haikyuu!!. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- 795,159 8.84
Hataage! Kemono Michi -- -- ENGI -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Comedy Fantasy Shounen -- Hataage! Kemono Michi Hataage! Kemono Michi -- Professional wrestler Genzou Shibata sports the body of a mountain, but beneath his hulking appearance is a man with an extreme affection for animals. Facing off his opponents in the ring as the legendary "Animal Mask," Genzou wins the hearts of crowds everywhere with his iconic tiger persona. -- -- During the bout for the title of World Champion against his greatest rival, the Macadamian Ogre, Genzou is suddenly summoned to a fantasy world by a princess. With her kingdom being threatened by a monster infestation, she pleads the wrestler for assistance—to which he answers by knocking her out with a German suplex! Escaping the castle and finding himself stranded in a mysterious land, Genzou decides to begin his career as a beast hunter to capture and befriend creatures far and wide. Joined by the wolf-girl Shigure, the dragon-girl Hanako, and the vampire Carmilla Vanstein, the professional wrestler pursues all kinds of dangerous requests for the sake of fulfilling his dream as a pet shop owner. -- -- 142,305 6.67
Hataage! Kemono Michi -- -- ENGI -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Comedy Fantasy Shounen -- Hataage! Kemono Michi Hataage! Kemono Michi -- Professional wrestler Genzou Shibata sports the body of a mountain, but beneath his hulking appearance is a man with an extreme affection for animals. Facing off his opponents in the ring as the legendary "Animal Mask," Genzou wins the hearts of crowds everywhere with his iconic tiger persona. -- -- During the bout for the title of World Champion against his greatest rival, the Macadamian Ogre, Genzou is suddenly summoned to a fantasy world by a princess. With her kingdom being threatened by a monster infestation, she pleads the wrestler for assistance—to which he answers by knocking her out with a German suplex! Escaping the castle and finding himself stranded in a mysterious land, Genzou decides to begin his career as a beast hunter to capture and befriend creatures far and wide. Joined by the wolf-girl Shigure, the dragon-girl Hanako, and the vampire Carmilla Vanstein, the professional wrestler pursues all kinds of dangerous requests for the sake of fulfilling his dream as a pet shop owner. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- 142,305 6.67
Hellsing Ultimate -- -- Graphinica, Madhouse, Satelight -- 10 eps -- Manga -- Action Military Horror Supernatural Vampire Seinen -- Hellsing Ultimate Hellsing Ultimate -- There exist creatures of darkness and evil that plague the night, devouring any human unfortunate enough to be caught in their grasp. On the other side is Hellsing, an organization dedicated to destroying these supernatural forces that threaten the very existence of humanity. At its head is Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, who commands a powerful military and spends her life fighting the undead. -- -- Integra's vast army, however, pales in comparison with her ultimate weapon: the vampire Alucard, who works against his own kind as an exterminator for Hellsing. With his new vampire servant, Seras Victoria, at his side, Alucard must battle not only monsters, but all those who stand to oppose Hellsing, be they in the guise of good or evil. -- -- In a battle for mankind's survival, Hellsing Ultimate proves that appearances are not all they may seem, and sometimes the greatest weapon can come in the form of one's worst nightmare. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation, Geneon Entertainment USA -- OVA - Feb 10, 2006 -- 702,327 8.39
Hokuto no Ken: Raoh Gaiden Ten no Haoh -- -- Satelight -- 13 eps -- Manga -- Action Drama Martial Arts -- Hokuto no Ken: Raoh Gaiden Ten no Haoh Hokuto no Ken: Raoh Gaiden Ten no Haoh -- In the wastelands following the great nuclear war, a legend grew of a man. “Hokuto No Ken.” The Fist of the North Star. Master of a legendary fighting technique. A man of impossible strength and endurance. Yet before Ken claimed the title of the Fist, there was another master, trained in the art of Hokuto Shinken, the King of the Fist, the Divine Fist of Heaven. Raoh: the ultimate assassin, the ultimate warrior. This is the story of the world before Fist of the North Star, and how one man took the future of a savage world into his deadly hands and reshaped its destiny. Not as a hero but as a conqueror. For in the mind of the man called Raoh, the only way to save Mankind is to grind it under his giant heel! The greatest battle is about to begin in Legends of the Dark King ~ Fist of the North Star! -- -- (Source: Sentai Filmworks) -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- TV - Oct 3, 2008 -- 10,521 7.13
Hunter x Hunter Movie 2: The Last Mission -- -- Madhouse -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Adventure Super Power Fantasy Shounen -- Hunter x Hunter Movie 2: The Last Mission Hunter x Hunter Movie 2: The Last Mission -- Nen: the hidden source of energy and potential that runs through everyone, and gives those that master it a source of great power. Inside Nen is the potential for limitless light and limitless darkness. The Hunter Association has arisen to control access to it. Hunters come in many shapes and forms, and with many different appetites - but all of them have learned to master Nen, and use it to chase wealth, power, and their dreams. -- -- The greatest and most powerful Hunter is Isaac Netero, chairman of the Hunter Association. Decades ago he sealed away Jed, a Hunter who had mastered the use of On, the dark "shadow" of Nen. Now On users have reappeared at the Heaven's Arena "Battle Olympia" tournament. For Netero, this is the last mission: to protect the Association and the world from a threat driven by hatred and the thirst for revenge. And he's going to need all the help he can get in order to succeed. -- -- Licensor: -- VIZ Media -- Movie - Dec 27, 2013 -- 118,131 7.24
Hypnosis Mic: Division Rap Battle - Rhyme Anima -- -- A-1 Pictures -- 13 eps -- Other -- Action Sci-Fi Music -- Hypnosis Mic: Division Rap Battle - Rhyme Anima Hypnosis Mic: Division Rap Battle - Rhyme Anima -- In a world overtaken by war and conflict, "Hypnosis Microphones"—devices through which a user channels lyrics that can affect the listener's brain and even cause physical damage—were introduced to the masses by the Party of Words. Revolutionizing warfare, Hypnosis Mics have transformed words and music into the sole weapons used by gangsters, terrorists, and the military, with physical weapons having been banned from use. -- -- As a result of swooping in during the chaos, the all-female Party of Words rules over the Japanese government. Women in Japan now live in Chuuouku, while men battle over surrounding territories outside the ward through rap battles. -- -- With intentions unknown, the Party of Words begins to gather the former members of the now-disbanded legendary rap crew The Dirty Dawg to fight not for territory or war, but for their respective crew's pride and honor in the greatest rap battle of all time. The first Division Rap Battle is about to commence, and practice isn't something these rappers are going to need. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Aniplex of America -- 37,829 6.76
Jaku-Chara Tomozaki-kun -- -- Project No.9 -- 12 eps -- Light novel -- Drama Romance School -- Jaku-Chara Tomozaki-kun Jaku-Chara Tomozaki-kun -- Fumiya Tomozaki is Japan's best player in the online game Attack Families, commonly known as "Tackfam." Despite holding such a revered title, a lack of social skills and amiability causes him to fall short in his everyday high school life. Failing to have any friends, he blames the convoluted mechanics and unfair rules of life, forcing him to give up and proclaim himself a bottom-tier character in this "game." -- -- After a fateful meeting with another top-tier Tackfam player, Fumiya is shocked to discover the player's true identity—Aoi Hinami, a popular, smart, and sociable classmate who is the complete opposite of himself. Aoi, surprised at how inept Fumiya is at everything besides Tackfam, decides to assist him in succeeding in what she calls the greatest game of them all. Through the gruesome ordeals of social interactions and relationships, Fumiya begins to advance tiers in the glorious game of life. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- 179,634 7.23
Joker Game -- -- Production I.G -- 12 eps -- Novel -- Military Historical Drama -- Joker Game Joker Game -- With World War II right around the corner, intelligence on other countries' social and economic situation has become a valuable asset. As a result, Japan has established a new spy organization known as the "D Agency" to obtain this weapon. -- -- Under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Yuuki, eight agents have been assigned to infiltrate and observe some of the most powerful countries, reporting on any developments associated with the war. In order to carry out these dangerous tasks, these men have trained their bodies to survive in extreme conditions and studied numerous fields such as communications and languages. However, their greatest strength lies in their ability to manipulate people in order to obtain the information necessary to give their nation the upper hand. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Crunchyroll, Funimation -- 184,426 7.05
Karakuri no Kimi -- -- TMS Entertainment -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Comedy Fantasy Historical Horror Martial Arts Samurai Shounen Supernatural -- Karakuri no Kimi Karakuri no Kimi -- Princess Rangiku lost her entire family to Lord Karimata, who invaded her home seeking her father's life work, puppets with unique capabilities. As her duty, Rangiku sets out with three of her father's greatest puppet warriors to seek revenge. She can manipulate these to battle the strongest of warriors, however manipulating the puppets leaves her own self vulnerable to direct attacks, so she seeks a ninja warrior named Manajiri to aid and protect her in her quest. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Media Blasters -- OVA - Mar 24, 2000 -- 5,517 6.49
Karakuri no Kimi -- -- TMS Entertainment -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Comedy Fantasy Historical Horror Martial Arts Samurai Shounen Supernatural -- Karakuri no Kimi Karakuri no Kimi -- Princess Rangiku lost her entire family to Lord Karimata, who invaded her home seeking her father's life work, puppets with unique capabilities. As her duty, Rangiku sets out with three of her father's greatest puppet warriors to seek revenge. She can manipulate these to battle the strongest of warriors, however manipulating the puppets leaves her own self vulnerable to direct attacks, so she seeks a ninja warrior named Manajiri to aid and protect her in her quest. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- OVA - Mar 24, 2000 -- 5,517 6.49
Kemono no Souja Erin -- -- Production I.G, Trans Arts -- 50 eps -- Novel -- Drama Fantasy Slice of Life -- Kemono no Souja Erin Kemono no Souja Erin -- In the land of Ryoza, the neighboring provinces of Shin-Ou and Tai-Kou have been at peace. Queen Shinou is the ruler of Ryoza and her greatest general, Grand Duke Taikou, defends the kingdom with his army of powerful war-lizards known as the "Touda." Although the two regions have enjoyed a long-standing alliance, mounting tensions threaten to spark a fierce civil war. -- -- Within Ake, a village in Tai-Kou tasked with raising the Grand Duke's army, lives Erin, a bright girl who spends her days watching the work of her mother Soyon, the village's head Touda doctor. But while under Soyon's care, a disastrous incident befalls the Grand Duke's strongest Touda, and the peace that Erin and her mother had been enjoying vanishes as Soyon is punished severely. In a desperate attempt to save her mother, Erin ends up falling in a river and is swept towards Shin-Ou. -- -- Unable to return home, Erin must learn to lead a new life with completely different people, all while hunting for the truth of both beasts and humanity itself, with tensions between the two regions constantly escalating. -- -- TV - Jan 10, 2009 -- 70,335 8.34
Kidou Tenshi Angelic Layer -- -- Bones -- 26 eps -- Manga -- Sci-Fi Comedy Sports Drama Shounen -- Kidou Tenshi Angelic Layer Kidou Tenshi Angelic Layer -- 12-year-old Misaki Suzuhara has just gotten involved in Angelic Layer, a battling game using electronic dolls called angels. Even as a newbie, Misaki shows advanced skills as she meets new friends and enters Angelic Layer tournaments to fight the greatest Angelic Layer champions of the nation. -- -- Licensor: -- ADV Films, Sentai Filmworks -- 51,614 7.26
Kindaichi Shounen no Jikenbo -- -- Toei Animation -- 148 eps -- Manga -- Mystery Shounen -- Kindaichi Shounen no Jikenbo Kindaichi Shounen no Jikenbo -- Hajime Kindaichi's unorganized appearance and lax nature may give the impression of an average high school student, but a book should never be judged by its cover. Hajime is the grandson of the man who was once Japan's greatest detective, and he is also a remarkable sleuth himself. -- -- With the help of his best friend, Miyuki Nanase, and the peculiar inspector Isamu Kenmochi, Hajime travels to remote islands, ominous towns, abysmal seas, and other hostile environments. His life's mission is to uncover the truth behind some of the most cunning, grueling, and disturbing mysteries the world has ever faced. -- -- 22,376 7.97
Koroshiya 1 The Animation: Episode 0 -- -- AIC -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Dementia Drama Horror Martial Arts Psychological Seinen -- Koroshiya 1 The Animation: Episode 0 Koroshiya 1 The Animation: Episode 0 -- A masochistic mobster meets his match in the dark streets of Tokyo. His nemesis, Ichi, is a psychopathic killer with an unrelenting thirst for bloodshed. A horrifying secret burns in his mind, and his hands deal death without mercy. At last, the shrouds of mystery are parted to reveal the origin of the monster. The city will know its greatest fear at the unveiling of Ichi the Killer. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Central Park Media -- OVA - Sep 27, 2002 -- 8,819 5.69
Kyou kara Ore wa!! -- -- Studio Pierrot -- 10 eps -- Manga -- Comedy Shounen -- Kyou kara Ore wa!! Kyou kara Ore wa!! -- Two transfer students, Mitsuhashi Takashi and Itou Shinji, tired of their boring normal life and unpopularity decide to take their arrival at a new school as an opportunity to reinvent their image, and become delinquents! Itou's justice clashing with Mitsuhashi's mischievous ways, they initially antagonize one another but soon become fast friends. The delinquent duo set out on various misadventures to become the greatest delinquents in all Japan! -- OVA - Dec 11, 1992 -- 23,861 8.07
Kyoushirou to Towa no Sora -- -- TNK -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Drama Magic Romance Shounen -- Kyoushirou to Towa no Sora Kyoushirou to Towa no Sora -- Kyoshiro to Towa no Sora revolves around the life of Kuu Shiratori, a seemingly normal high school girl who enjoys her school life in the giant city Academia, which is thought of as a symbol of recovery for humanity since already ten years have passed since the greatest disaster mankind had ever seen, occurred. Kuu has recently been having a recurring dream where a prince meets her and takes her away. One day, while all the students at her school are preparing for the upcoming school festival, the prince, whom she has met several times in her dreams, appears. The prince, Kyoshiro Ayanokoji, requests of her just as he had done in Kuu's dreams, "Let's go... together..." -- -- (Source: Wikipedia) -- 38,528 6.47
Kyoushirou to Towa no Sora -- -- TNK -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Drama Magic Romance Shounen -- Kyoushirou to Towa no Sora Kyoushirou to Towa no Sora -- Kyoshiro to Towa no Sora revolves around the life of Kuu Shiratori, a seemingly normal high school girl who enjoys her school life in the giant city Academia, which is thought of as a symbol of recovery for humanity since already ten years have passed since the greatest disaster mankind had ever seen, occurred. Kuu has recently been having a recurring dream where a prince meets her and takes her away. One day, while all the students at her school are preparing for the upcoming school festival, the prince, whom she has met several times in her dreams, appears. The prince, Kyoshiro Ayanokoji, requests of her just as he had done in Kuu's dreams, "Let's go... together..." -- -- (Source: Wikipedia) -- -- Licensor: -- ADV Films, Funimation -- 38,528 6.47
Love Live! Sunshine!! -- -- Sunrise -- 13 eps -- Other -- Music Slice of Life School -- Love Live! Sunshine!! Love Live! Sunshine!! -- Chika Takami, a self-proclaimed normal girl, has never been involved in any clubs and lacked any notable talents. However, after a visit to Tokyo, she discovers a stage where even an ordinary girl like her could shine—the world of school idols. Inspired by the former superstar school idol group μ's, Chika is determined to start her own school idol club in her seaside hometown at Uranohoshi Girl's High School. But even before gathering any students to join the group, the aspiring school idol finds her greatest obstacle to be student council president Dia Kurosawa who stands firmly against the creation of the club. -- -- Just when it seems there is no hope, Chika meets Riko Sakurauchi, a transfer student from Otonokizaka High School, home of μ's. Somewhat shy but a talented piano player, Chika believes her to be a promising recruit, though convincing her to join is easier said than done. In spite of that, Chika chooses to charge forward and overcome the obstacles keeping her from forming a school idol group that shines as bright as the nine that came before her. -- -- 144,692 7.39
Lupin III: Part II -- -- Tokyo Movie Shinsha -- 155 eps -- Manga -- Action Adventure Mystery Comedy Seinen -- Lupin III: Part II Lupin III: Part II -- Lupin III chronicles the adventures of Arsene Lupin III, the world's greatest thief, and his partners in crime: master marksman Daisuke Jigen, beautiful and scheming Fujiko Mine and stoic samurai Goemon Ishikawa XIII. Lupin and his gang travel around the globe in search of the world's greatest treasures and riches and always keeping one step ahead of the tireless Inspector Zenigata, who has vowed to bring Lupin to justice. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Discotek Media, Geneon Entertainment USA -- 25,605 7.80
Lupin III: Part III -- -- Tokyo Movie Shinsha -- 50 eps -- Manga -- Action Adventure Comedy Seinen -- Lupin III: Part III Lupin III: Part III -- Lupin III chronicles the adventures of Arsene Lupin III, the world's greatest thief, and his partners in crime: master marksman Daisuke Jigen, beautiful and scheming Fujiko Mine and stoic samurai Goemon Ishikawa XIII. Lupin and his gang travel around the globe in search of the world's greatest treasures and riches and always keeping one step ahead of the tireless Inspector Zenigata, who has vowed to bring Lupin to justice. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Discotek Media -- TV - Mar 3, 1984 -- 15,568 7.32
Lupin the Third: Mine Fujiko to Iu Onna -- -- TMS Entertainment -- 13 eps -- Manga -- Action Adventure Comedy Ecchi Samurai Seinen -- Lupin the Third: Mine Fujiko to Iu Onna Lupin the Third: Mine Fujiko to Iu Onna -- Many people are falling prey to a suspicious new religion. Lupin III infiltrates this group, hoping to steal the treasure their leader keeps hidden. There he lays eyes on the beautiful, bewitching woman who has the leader enthralled. This is the story of how fashionable female thief Fujiko Mine first met Lupin III, the greatest thief of his generation. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Discotek Media, Funimation -- 49,227 7.78
Mashiro no Oto -- -- Shin-Ei Animation -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Music Slice of Life Drama School Shounen -- Mashiro no Oto Mashiro no Oto -- Shamisen is a traditional Japanese musical instrument that looks similar to a guitar. Teenager Sawamura Setsu's grandfather who raised him and his older brother Wakana, recently passed away. His grandfather was one of the greatest Shamisen players and the two siblings grew up listening to him play and learning to play the instrument. -- -- Since their grandfather's death, Setsu dropped out of high school, moved to Tokyo and has been drifting, not knowing what to do besides play his Shamisen. That's when his successful and rich mother, Umeko, storms into his life and tries to shape Setsu up. She enrolls him back into high school, but little does Setsu know that he is about to rediscover his passion for Shamisen. -- -- (Source: MU, edited) -- 50,579 7.72
Mirai Robo Daltanias -- -- Toei Animation -- 47 eps -- Original -- Action Sci-Fi Space Mecha -- Mirai Robo Daltanias Mirai Robo Daltanias -- It is the year 1995. Earth has been conquered by an alien army from the Saar cluster known as the Akron. The cities of Earth have been destroyed, and the remaining survivors live in harsh shanty towns and villages. Kento, a war orphan, hides within a cave along with his companions in order to escape some bandits. In the cave, they find the secret base of Dr. Earl, who was an inhabitant of the planet Helios, a planet conquered by the Akron. Dr. Earl then fled to Earth, bringing with him the greatest achievement in Helian technology: the super robot Daltanius, whose power is increased when combined with the intelligent lion robot, Beralios. Dr. Earl entrusts the fight for Earth to Kenta, who happens to be a descendant from the long disappeared Helian royal line. -- -- (Source: Wikipedia) -- -- Licensor: -- Discotek Media -- TV - Mar 21, 1979 -- 1,187 6.61
Mobile Suit Gundam III: Encounters in Space -- -- Sunrise -- 1 ep -- Original -- Action Military Sci-Fi Adventure Space Drama Mecha -- Mobile Suit Gundam III: Encounters in Space Mobile Suit Gundam III: Encounters in Space -- The One Year War comes to a close, as the Zeon forces now retreat back into space. Amuro learns much more of his Newtype abilities and tries to use them the best way he can. He's pushed to his limit as he encounters the infamous Char Aznable once again. He also falls in love with a mysterious woman named Lalah Sune, who knows the full potential of the Newtype abilities. -- -- The greatest battle is about to begin, as many loved ones fall to the power of war. Can the Earth Federation defeat the Principality of Zeon? Or will they fail? Can Char prove that he's the better Newtype than Amuro? They all will be answered now... -- -- (Source: Otakufreakmk2) -- -- Licensor: -- Bandai Entertainment, Nozomi Entertainment -- Movie - Mar 13, 1982 -- 22,788 7.77
Muteki Robo Trider G7 -- -- Sunrise -- 50 eps -- Original -- Comedy Mecha Sci-Fi Space -- Muteki Robo Trider G7 Muteki Robo Trider G7 -- Takeo Watta inherits a company upon his father's death. The company focuses on space travel, and the transformable robot Trider-G7 is their greatest creation. When an evil space organization lead by Lord Zakuron starts attacking Earth, Watta has to use Trider in a more combat-oriented way. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- 931 6.40
Neon Genesis Evangelion: Death & Rebirth -- -- Gainax, Production I.G -- 1 ep -- Original -- Drama Mecha Psychological Sci-Fi -- Neon Genesis Evangelion: Death & Rebirth Neon Genesis Evangelion: Death & Rebirth -- In the year 2015, more than a decade has passed since the catastrophic event known as Second Impact befell mankind. During this time of recovery, a select few learned of beings known as the Angels—colossal malevolent entities with the intention of triggering the Third Impact and wiping out the rest of humanity. -- -- Called into the city of Tokyo-3 by his father Gendou Ikari, teenager Shinji is thrust headlong into humanity's struggle. Separated from Gendou since the death of his mother, Shinji presumes that his father wishes to repair their shattered familial bonds; instead, he discovers that he was brought to pilot a giant machine capable of fighting the Angels, Evangelion Unit-01. Forced to battle against wave after wave of mankind's greatest threat, the young boy finds himself caught in the middle of a plan that could affect the future of humanity forever. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Manga Entertainment -- Movie - Mar 15, 1997 -- 188,445 7.45
NHK ni Youkoso! -- -- Gonzo -- 24 eps -- Novel -- Comedy Psychological Drama Romance -- NHK ni Youkoso! NHK ni Youkoso! -- Twenty-two-year-old college dropout Tatsuhiro Satou has been a hikikomori for almost four years now. In his isolation, he has come to believe in many obscure conspiracy theories, but there is one in particular which he holds unshakable faith in: the theory that the evil conspirator behind his shut-in NEET (Not in Employment, Education or Training) status is the Nihon Hikikomori Kyokai (NHK)—an evil and secret organization dedicated to fostering the spread of hikikomori culture. -- -- NHK ni Youkoso! is a psychological dramedy that follows Tatsuhiro as he strives to escape from the NHK's wicked machinations and the disease of self-wrought isolation, while struggling to even just leave his apartment and find a job. His unexpected encounter with the mysterious Misaki Nakahara might signal a reversal of fortune for Tatsuhiro, but with this meeting comes the inevitable cost of having to face his greatest fear—society. -- -- -- Licensor: -- ADV Films, Funimation -- TV - Jul 10, 2006 -- 566,802 8.33
One Piece -- -- Toei Animation -- ? eps -- Manga -- Action Adventure Comedy Super Power Drama Fantasy Shounen -- One Piece One Piece -- Gol D. Roger was known as the "Pirate King," the strongest and most infamous being to have sailed the Grand Line. The capture and execution of Roger by the World Government brought a change throughout the world. His last words before his death revealed the existence of the greatest treasure in the world, One Piece. It was this revelation that brought about the Grand Age of Pirates, men who dreamed of finding One Piece—which promises an unlimited amount of riches and fame—and quite possibly the pinnacle of glory and the title of the Pirate King. -- -- Enter Monkey D. Luffy, a 17-year-old boy who defies your standard definition of a pirate. Rather than the popular persona of a wicked, hardened, toothless pirate ransacking villages for fun, Luffy's reason for being a pirate is one of pure wonder: the thought of an exciting adventure that leads him to intriguing people and ultimately, the promised treasure. Following in the footsteps of his childhood hero, Luffy and his crew travel across the Grand Line, experiencing crazy adventures, unveiling dark mysteries and battling strong enemies, all in order to reach the most coveted of all fortunes—One Piece. -- -- -- Licensor: -- 4Kids Entertainment, Funimation -- 1,439,903 8.53
One Piece Movie 14: Stampede -- -- Toei Animation -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Adventure Comedy Drama Fantasy Shounen Super Power -- One Piece Movie 14: Stampede One Piece Movie 14: Stampede -- The world's greatest exposition of the pirates, by the pirates, for the pirates—the Pirates Festival. Luffy and the rest of the Straw Hat Crew receive an invitation from its host Buena Festa who is known as the Master of Festivities. They arrive to find a venue packed with glamorous pavilions and many pirates including the ones from the Worst Generation. The place is electric. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- Movie - Aug 9, 2019 -- 84,894 8.19
Osananajimi ga Zettai ni Makenai Love Comedy -- -- Doga Kobo -- 12 eps -- Light novel -- Harem Comedy Romance School -- Osananajimi ga Zettai ni Makenai Love Comedy Osananajimi ga Zettai ni Makenai Love Comedy -- My childhood friend Shida Kuroha seems to have feelings for me. She lives next door, and is small and cute. With an outgoing character, she's the caring Onee-san type, this being one of her greatest strengths. -- -- ...But, I already have my first love, the beautiful idol of our school, and the award-winning author, Kachi Shirokusa! Thinking about it rationally, I should have no chances with her, but, while walking home from school, she only talks to me, with a smile even! I might actually have a chance, don't you think?! -- -- Or so I thought, but then I heard that Shirokusa already has a boyfriend, and my life took a turn for the worse. I want to die. Why is it not me?! Even though she was my first love... As I was drowning in despair and depression, Kuroha whispered. -- -- —If it's that tough for you, then how about we get revenge? The best revenge ever, that is~ -- -- (Source: Novel Updates, edited) -- 93,230 7.22
Pocket Monsters: Diamond & Pearl Specials -- -- OLM -- 2 eps -- Game -- Action Comedy Kids Fantasy -- Pocket Monsters: Diamond & Pearl Specials Pocket Monsters: Diamond & Pearl Specials -- One-hour special split into 2 episodes during the airing of Pokemon Best Wishes! featuring the old characters from the Diamond & Pearl series Hikari and Takeshi with their Pokemon. -- -- Episode 1 - ヒカリ・新たなる� -- 立ち! (Hikari, Arata Naru Tabidachi!): -- Hikari - Setting off on a New Journey! -- -- Episode 2 - ニビジム・史上最大の危機! (Nibi Gym, Shijou Saidai no Kiki!): -- Nibi Gym - The Greatest Crisis Ever! -- Special - Feb 3, 2011 -- 10,078 6.97
R-15 -- -- AIC, Remic -- 12 eps -- Light novel -- Comedy Ecchi Harem Romance School -- R-15 R-15 -- R-15 is about a boy, Taketo Akutagawa, who attends a school for geniuses: Inspiration Academy Private High School. Taketo is a genius novelist and writes erotica. Despite negative perceptions many people have of him, he aims to be at the top of his class and be recognized as the world's greatest writer. -- -- (Source: Wikipedia) -- TV - Jul 10, 2011 -- 81,149 6.48
Ramen Daisuki Koizumi-san -- -- AXsiZ, Studio Gokumi -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Comedy Slice of Life -- Ramen Daisuki Koizumi-san Ramen Daisuki Koizumi-san -- From standing in the sun for hours to traveling miles away from home, gorgeous high school student Koizumi stops at nothing to fulfill her desire for ramen. But these previously solo trips soon change when Koizumi's classmate Yuu Oosawa develops an infatuation with her, and begins to join Koizumi uninvitedly on her adventures. As Yuu continues to be shocked by Koizumi's enormous appetite, she learns about the endless variety of ramen from, arguably, its greatest connoisseur ever! -- -- 51,214 6.52
Rio: Rainbow Gate! -- -- Xebec -- 13 eps -- Other -- Game Comedy Ecchi -- Rio: Rainbow Gate! Rio: Rainbow Gate! -- The "Howard Resort Hotel" is an entertainment destination where people gather from around the world to grab huge fortunes. In the casino is a beautiful female dealer named Rio Rollins, known far and wide as the "Goddess of Victory". -- -- In order to approach closer to her mother, one of history's greatest dealers, she does battle to gather up the legendary cards called "gates". Those who gather all 13 gate cards are presented with the title MVCD (Most Valuable Casino Dealer), proof that they are a top dealer. -- -- Set in a vast resort, an exciting battle begins with rival dealers that'll take your breath away! Throw in some "supreme comedy" and a story that makes you cry when you least expect it, these cute and sexy girls will explode off your screen! With everyone's cheer of "Leave it to Rio!", Lady Luck'll be with you, too! -- -- Licensor: -- Media Blasters -- TV - Jan 4, 2011 -- 34,687 5.89
Rurouni Kenshin: Special Techniques -- -- Gallop, Studio Deen -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Comedy Samurai -- Rurouni Kenshin: Special Techniques Rurouni Kenshin: Special Techniques -- Similiar to the "Himura Kenshin's Greatest Hits" from the first special, this episode goes through every technique of the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu and explains how it works. -- Special - Oct 21, 1997 -- 10,304 7.24
Saishuu Heiki Kanojo -- -- Gonzo -- 13 eps -- Manga -- Drama Military Romance School Sci-Fi -- Saishuu Heiki Kanojo Saishuu Heiki Kanojo -- Chise is an ordinary schoolgirl: small, frail, and not particularly intelligent. Her greatest joy is her budding romance with her classmate and childhood friend, Shuuji. They both live in a small military town in Hokkaido, where high schoolers have few concerns other than who is dating whom and complaining about the steep climb up "Hell Hill" every day before school. -- -- One day, Shuuji and his friends make a trip to Sapporo to buy gifts for their girlfriends. A massive air raid on Sapporo that day kills thousands, including one of Shuuji's friends, and signals the beginning of a war. Fleeing from the carnage, Shuuji spots Chise, though now she has steel wings and a massive gun where her right arm should be. Against her will, she has been transformed into the ultimate cyborg weapon, capable of leveling entire cities. -- -- As the war rages closer and closer to their hometown, Chise and Shuuji's relationship is strained by her transformation, and they are left to wonder whether she is even still human. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks, VIZ Media -- TV - Jul 2, 2002 -- 84,240 7.17
Saishuu Heiki Kanojo -- -- Gonzo -- 13 eps -- Manga -- Drama Military Romance School Sci-Fi -- Saishuu Heiki Kanojo Saishuu Heiki Kanojo -- Chise is an ordinary schoolgirl: small, frail, and not particularly intelligent. Her greatest joy is her budding romance with her classmate and childhood friend, Shuuji. They both live in a small military town in Hokkaido, where high schoolers have few concerns other than who is dating whom and complaining about the steep climb up "Hell Hill" every day before school. -- -- One day, Shuuji and his friends make a trip to Sapporo to buy gifts for their girlfriends. A massive air raid on Sapporo that day kills thousands, including one of Shuuji's friends, and signals the beginning of a war. Fleeing from the carnage, Shuuji spots Chise, though now she has steel wings and a massive gun where her right arm should be. Against her will, she has been transformed into the ultimate cyborg weapon, capable of leveling entire cities. -- -- As the war rages closer and closer to their hometown, Chise and Shuuji's relationship is strained by her transformation, and they are left to wonder whether she is even still human. -- -- TV - Jul 2, 2002 -- 84,240 7.17
Seikai no Senki -- -- Sunrise -- 13 eps -- Light novel -- Action Military Romance Sci-Fi Space -- Seikai no Senki Seikai no Senki -- Three years since the end of their intergalactic excursion, both Lafiel Abriel and Jinto Linn have reunited; Lafiel as the captain of the attack ship Basroil and Jinto as her supply officer. The restart of the war between the Abh Empire and the Triple Alliance thrusts the inexperienced duo into the forefront of the deadly conflict. -- -- As the catastrophic battle between pure humankind and their greatest creation, the Abh, rages on, both sides accept that their conflict is not merely about territory, but about settling the inherent differences between themselves. -- -- -- Licensor: -- Bandai Entertainment, Funimation -- TV - Apr 14, 2000 -- 28,851 7.71
Sekai Saikou no Ansatsusha, Isekai Kizoku ni Tensei suru -- -- SILVER LINK., Studio Palette -- ? eps -- Light novel -- Action Fantasy -- Sekai Saikou no Ansatsusha, Isekai Kizoku ni Tensei suru Sekai Saikou no Ansatsusha, Isekai Kizoku ni Tensei suru -- "I'm going to live for myself!" -- -- The greatest assassin on Earth knew only how to live as a tool for his employers—until they stopped letting him live. Reborn by the grace of a goddess into a world of swords and sorcery, he's offered a chance to do things differently this time around, but there's a catch...He has to eliminate a super-powerful hero who will bring about the end of the world unless he is stopped. -- -- Now known as Lugh Tuatha Dé, the master assassin certainly has his hands full, particularly because of all the beautiful girls who constantly surround him. Lugh may have been an incomparable killer, but how will he fare against foes with powerful magic? -- -- (Source: Yen Press) -- TV - Jul ??, 2021 -- 10,570 N/A -- -- Karen Senki -- -- Next Media Animation -- 11 eps -- Original -- Action Sci-Fi -- Karen Senki Karen Senki -- In the post-apocalyptic aftermath of a war between machines and their creators, machines rule while humans exist in a state of servitude. Titular character Karen leads Resistance Group 11, an eclectic group of humans who find themselves fighting for their lives as they are hunted by the robots in each episode. Is this the end of humanity? Are they fighting a losing battle? -- -- Through Karen, we delve into a struggle between right and wrong, between indifference and love that explores some of the deepest questions about humanity. What is the difference between a thinking machine and a human being? What is a soul? -- -- (Source: Crunchyroll) -- ONA - Sep 27, 2014 -- 10,550 5.78
Senkou no Night Raid -- -- A-1 Pictures -- 13 eps -- Original -- Action Military Historical Super Power -- Senkou no Night Raid Senkou no Night Raid -- The year is 1931. The city is Shanghai. Ten years before America will enter World War II, the hydra's teeth planted by the first great global conflict are beginning to germinate. Hatching like spiders, they weave the complex web of plots and conspiracies destined to inevitably draw entire nations to the brink of destruction. Caught in the heart of these webs, desperately seeking to separate lies from truth, is "Sakurai Kikan," an ultra-secret intelligence agency staffed by extraordinarily talented individuals with abilities far beyond those of normal humans. Their duty: to stop the darkest plots and eliminate the greatest threats. But in a city built on intrigue, can even a team of clairvoyants, telepaths and espers stand against the ultimate forces of destiny? -- -- (Source: Sentai Filmworks) -- -- Licensor: -- Sentai Filmworks -- 40,094 6.87
Shigurui -- -- Madhouse -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Action Historical Psychological Drama Martial Arts Samurai Seinen -- Shigurui Shigurui -- At the beginning of the Edo Era, when people enjoyed a time of peace, Lord Tokugawa Tadanaga holds a fighting tournament. In the past, matches were fought with wooden swords. This time, real swords will be used. -- -- One-armed Fujiki Gennosuke and blind Irako Seigen will fight each other in this match. Both are disciples of Iwamoto Kogan, who is known as Japan's greatest swordsman. Each of them are determined to prove himself the successor of Iwamoto's school. However, there can only be one champion. -- -- So begins a story of intertwining fates, conflict, and strange destinies. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- 97,011 7.40
Shigurui -- -- Madhouse -- 12 eps -- Manga -- Action Historical Psychological Drama Martial Arts Samurai Seinen -- Shigurui Shigurui -- At the beginning of the Edo Era, when people enjoyed a time of peace, Lord Tokugawa Tadanaga holds a fighting tournament. In the past, matches were fought with wooden swords. This time, real swords will be used. -- -- One-armed Fujiki Gennosuke and blind Irako Seigen will fight each other in this match. Both are disciples of Iwamoto Kogan, who is known as Japan's greatest swordsman. Each of them are determined to prove himself the successor of Iwamoto's school. However, there can only be one champion. -- -- So begins a story of intertwining fates, conflict, and strange destinies. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation -- 97,011 7.40
Shonan Junai Gumi! -- -- J.C.Staff, Life Work -- 5 eps -- Manga -- Action Comedy School -- Shonan Junai Gumi! Shonan Junai Gumi! -- Eikichi Onizuka and Ryuji Danma are members of infamous biker duo, the Oni Baku. When not out riding around, they can be found in school, trying to pick up young women. This is the story of the young Onizuka, who would later become the greatest teacher in Japan, and his partner Ryuji in their quest to lose their virginity and reach maturity. -- -- They are widely feared bosozoku, and are known for their tenacity and viciousness in a fight. However, this lifestyle does not exactly endear them to the opposite gender, so they decide to change their ways. However, this is easier said than done. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- OVA - Jan 21, 1994 -- 36,088 7.48
Shounen Onmyouji -- -- Studio Deen -- 26 eps -- Light novel -- Action Magic Fantasy Supernatural Demons Historical Shoujo -- Shounen Onmyouji Shounen Onmyouji -- Masahiro is the grandson of the great onmyouji, Abe no Seimei. However, he lost his sixth sense that enables him to see supernatural beings, which is very important for an onmyouji. Thus, he is left with no choice but to try and pick a different career. But one day, a strange mononoke appears, which he names Mokkun, who shows him his true potential powers after fighting a demon. With the assistance of Mokkun, his quest to become the greatest onmyouji begins. -- 49,297 7.57
Shounen Onmyouji -- -- Studio Deen -- 26 eps -- Light novel -- Action Magic Fantasy Supernatural Demons Historical Shoujo -- Shounen Onmyouji Shounen Onmyouji -- Masahiro is the grandson of the great onmyouji, Abe no Seimei. However, he lost his sixth sense that enables him to see supernatural beings, which is very important for an onmyouji. Thus, he is left with no choice but to try and pick a different career. But one day, a strange mononoke appears, which he names Mokkun, who shows him his true potential powers after fighting a demon. With the assistance of Mokkun, his quest to become the greatest onmyouji begins. -- -- Licensor: -- Funimation, Geneon Entertainment USA -- 49,297 7.57
Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu -- -- Studio Deen -- 13 eps -- Manga -- Drama Historical Josei -- Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu -- Yotarou is a former yakuza member fresh out of prison and fixated on just one thing: rather than return to a life of crime, the young man aspires to take to the stage of Rakugo, a traditional Japanese form of comedic storytelling. Inspired during his incarceration by the performance of distinguished practitioner Yakumo Yuurakutei, he sets his mind on meeting the man who changed his life. After hearing Yotarou's desperate appeal for his mentorship, Yakumo is left with no choice but to accept his very first apprentice. -- -- As he eagerly begins his training, Yotarou meets Konatsu, an abrasive young woman who has been under Yakumo's care ever since her beloved father Sukeroku Yuurakutei, another prolific Rakugo performer, passed away. Through her hidden passion, Yotarou is drawn to Sukeroku's unique style of Rakugo despite learning under contrasting techniques. Upon seeing this, old memories and feelings return to Yakumo who reminisces about a much earlier time when he made a promise with his greatest rival. -- -- Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu is a story set in both the past and present, depicting the art of Rakugo, the relationships it creates, and the lives and hearts of those dedicated to keeping the unique form of storytelling alive. -- -- 231,915 8.60
Shuumatsu no Walküre -- -- Graphinica -- ? eps -- Manga -- Action Super Power Supernatural Drama Seinen -- Shuumatsu no Walküre Shuumatsu no Walküre -- High above the realm of man, the gods of the world have convened to decide on a single matter: the continued existence of mankind. Under the head of Zeus, the deities of Ancient Greece, Norse mythology, and Hinduism, among others, call assembly every one thousand years to decide the fate of humanity. Because of their unrelenting abuse toward each other and the planet, this time the gods vote unanimously in favor of ending the human race. -- -- But before the mandate passes, Brunhild, one of the 13 demigod Valkyries, puts forth an alternate proposal: rather than anticlimactically annihilating mankind, why not give them a fighting chance and enact Ragnarök, a one-on-one showdown between man and god? Spurred on by the audacity of the challenge, the divine council quickly accepts, fully confident that this contest will display the utter might of the gods. To stand a chance against the mighty heavens, Brunhild will need to assemble history's greatest individuals, otherwise the death knell will surely be sounded for mankind. -- -- ONA - Jun ??, 2021 -- 29,841 N/A -- -- Gintama: Dai Hanseikai -- -- Sunrise -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Action Comedy Parody Samurai -- Gintama: Dai Hanseikai Gintama: Dai Hanseikai -- Some of the characters get together and talk about "regrets" they have after 4 years of anime Gintama. Soon they fight over who gets more screen time. Special animation shown at the Gintama Haru Matsuri 2010 live event. -- Special - Mar 25, 2010 -- 29,677 8.07
Shuumatsu no Walküre -- -- Graphinica -- ? eps -- Manga -- Action Super Power Supernatural Drama Seinen -- Shuumatsu no Walküre Shuumatsu no Walküre -- High above the realm of man, the gods of the world have convened to decide on a single matter: the continued existence of mankind. Under the head of Zeus, the deities of Ancient Greece, Norse mythology, and Hinduism, among others, call assembly every one thousand years to decide the fate of humanity. Because of their unrelenting abuse toward each other and the planet, this time the gods vote unanimously in favor of ending the human race. -- -- But before the mandate passes, Brunhild, one of the 13 demigod Valkyries, puts forth an alternate proposal: rather than anticlimactically annihilating mankind, why not give them a fighting chance and enact Ragnarök, a one-on-one showdown between man and god? Spurred on by the audacity of the challenge, the divine council quickly accepts, fully confident that this contest will display the utter might of the gods. To stand a chance against the mighty heavens, Brunhild will need to assemble history's greatest individuals, otherwise the death knell will surely be sounded for mankind. -- -- ONA - Jun ??, 2021 -- 29,841 N/A -- -- Hyakujitsu no Bara -- -- PrimeTime -- 2 eps -- Manga -- Drama Yaoi -- Hyakujitsu no Bara Hyakujitsu no Bara -- Two soldiers from warring countries are bound by a pledge as master and servant. Taki Reizen is a Commander of sublime beauty, shouldering the fate of his nation. Called "Mad Dog" because of his rough temperament, Klaus has sworn his loyalty to him as a knight. Despite this, those around them are cold and disapproving, full of various misgivings. For all their genuine feelings, what will come of love made cruel by the violence of war? -- OVA - May 29, 2009 -- 29,624 6.61
Shuumatsu no Walküre -- -- Graphinica -- ? eps -- Manga -- Action Super Power Supernatural Drama Seinen -- Shuumatsu no Walküre Shuumatsu no Walküre -- High above the realm of man, the gods of the world have convened to decide on a single matter: the continued existence of mankind. Under the head of Zeus, the deities of Ancient Greece, Norse mythology, and Hinduism, among others, call assembly every one thousand years to decide the fate of humanity. Because of their unrelenting abuse toward each other and the planet, this time the gods vote unanimously in favor of ending the human race. -- -- But before the mandate passes, Brunhild, one of the 13 demigod Valkyries, puts forth an alternate proposal: rather than anticlimactically annihilating mankind, why not give them a fighting chance and enact Ragnarök, a one-on-one showdown between man and god? Spurred on by the audacity of the challenge, the divine council quickly accepts, fully confident that this contest will display the utter might of the gods. To stand a chance against the mighty heavens, Brunhild will need to assemble history's greatest individuals, otherwise the death knell will surely be sounded for mankind. -- -- ONA - Jun ??, 2021 -- 29,841 N/A -- -- Kannagi: Moshimo Kannagi ga Attara... -- -- A-1 Pictures, Ordet -- 1 ep -- Manga -- Comedy School Shounen Supernatural -- Kannagi: Moshimo Kannagi ga Attara... Kannagi: Moshimo Kannagi ga Attara... -- Unaired episode included in DVD Vol.7. -- -- In this episode they attempt to make a movie with some money they found lying on the ground. -- -- Licensor: -- Bandai Entertainment -- Special - May 27, 2009 -- 29,660 7.08
Taimanin Asagi 2 -- -- T-Rex -- 2 eps -- Visual novel -- Demons Hentai Supernatural -- Taimanin Asagi 2 Taimanin Asagi 2 -- One year has passed since the Chaos Arena was destroyed, Asagi and Sakura were presently on an abandoned street on a man-made island that floated on top of Tokyo Bay. It was an enormous box-shaped island built by the government and referred to as "Tokyo Kingdom." -- -- There was hope that it would become a second city center floating at sea, but it had failed to attract businesses. -- -- The only way of getting to and from the island was through Honshu Island over the 10 kilometer Tokyo Kingdom bridge. Unfortunately, this narrow route was the means in which the inhabitants of hell found their way onto the island, luring anarchists, criminals, and even illegal immigrants there, transforming the streets of the sea bound city into a world-renowned haven for danger. -- -- However abandoned the streets were, order did exist in such a place despite it being a breeding place of crime. -- -- There was a business district at the heart as well as one of Asia's greatest prostitute grottoes. Whether or not it was only the strong who survived, the viability of living there required one not to be careless in making friends with the strong. -- -- (Source: Dark Translations) -- OVA - Oct 30, 2015 -- 6,687 6.30
Teito Monogatari -- -- Madhouse -- 4 eps -- Novel -- Historical Horror Supernatural -- Teito Monogatari Teito Monogatari -- When an evil sorcerer bent on crushing the "greatest city on earth" uses dark powers to awaken the destructive spirit of Tokyo's historic "guardian," Taira no Masakado, occultists, children, and scientists become embroiled in a ruinous struggle spanning two decades. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- -- Licensor: -- ADV Films -- OVA - Sep 27, 1991 -- 7,570 5.97
Teito Monogatari -- -- Madhouse -- 4 eps -- Novel -- Historical Horror Supernatural -- Teito Monogatari Teito Monogatari -- When an evil sorcerer bent on crushing the "greatest city on earth" uses dark powers to awaken the destructive spirit of Tokyo's historic "guardian," Taira no Masakado, occultists, children, and scientists become embroiled in a ruinous struggle spanning two decades. -- -- (Source: ANN) -- OVA - Sep 27, 1991 -- 7,570 5.97
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