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Walt Whitman Quotes - Page 6

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I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

Self Esteem, Leaves Of Grass, Goodness

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.229, NYU Press

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.

Science, Ideas, Way

Walt Whitman, Walter Magnes Teller, Horace Traubel (1973). “Walt Whitman's Camden conversations”

Whoever degrades another degrades me.

Degradation, Degrade

Walt Whitman, Robert Hass (2010). “Song of Myself, and Other Poems”, p.102, Counterpoint Press

You want to know a sure way to lose money? Buy what's popular and don't know what you are investing in.

Investing, Want, Way

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.

Party, Flower, School

Walt Whitman (2009). “Democratic Vistas: The Original Edition in Facsimile”, p.33, University of Iowa Press

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.

Nature, Animal, Leaves Of Grass

"Walt Whitman's Song of Myself: A Sourcebook and Critical Edition".

Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars.

Stars, Sky, Eternal

Walt Whitman (2016). “Poems by Walt Whitman”, p.116, Read Books Ltd

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

Beauty, Nature, Morning

Walt Whitman “Annotated LEAVES OF GRASS with English Grammar Exercises: by Walt Whitman (Author), Robert Powell (Editor)”, Powell Publications, LLC

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.

Prayer, Eye, Done

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.215, NYU Press

Whoever you are, motion and reflection are especially for you, The divine ship sails the divine sea for you.

Reflection, Sea, Ships

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.269, NYU Press

And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul?

Soul, Body, Ifs

Walt Whitman (2004). “Whitman: The Mystic Poets”, p.118, SkyLight Paths Publishing

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.

Nature, Children, Hands

'Song of Myself' (1855) st. 6

All is procession; the universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion.

Beautiful, Action, Procession

Walt Whitman (1855). “Leaves of Grass”, p.80

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.

Men, Order, Two

Walt Whitman (1961). “Leaves of Grass: The First (1855) Edition”, p.22, Penguin

The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections.

Spring, Feet, Earth

Walt Whitman, Ezra Greenspan (2005). “Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself": A Sourcebook and Critical Edition”, p.53, Psychology Press

Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again O Nature your primal sanities!

Giving, Solitude, Leaves Of Grass

Walt Whitman, Howard Nelson (2010). “Earth, My Likeness: Nature Poetry of Walt Whitman”, p.81, North Atlantic Books

I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

Sound, Leaves Of Grass, World

"Song of Myself " l. 1332 (written 1855)

To behold the day-break! The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate.

Light, Air, Shadow

Walt Whitman (2013). “Leaves of Grass”, p.74, Simon and Schuster

I do not seek good fortune - I am good fortune!

Fortune, Good Fortune

Long and long has the grass been growing, Long and long has the rain been falling, Long has the globe been rolling round.

Life, Rain, Fall

Walt Whitman (2013). “Leaves of Grass”, p.315, Simon and Schuster

All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it.

Looks, Architecture, Look Up

Walt Whitman, David S. Reynolds (2005). “Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass”, p.49, Oxford University Press

The Americans, like the English, probably make love worse than any other race.

Race, Making Love, Insulting

Walt Whitman, William White (2007). “Daybooks and Notebooks, Volume III: Diary in Canada, Notebooks, Index”, p.752, NYU Press

The real war will never get in the books.

Memorial Day, Real, War

Walt Whitman, Floyd Stovall (2007). “Prose Works 1892: Speciman Days”, p.115, NYU Press

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean

Mean, Who I Am, Leaves Of Grass

Walt Whitman (2009). “The Americanness of Walt Whitman”, p.43, Wildside Press LLC

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.

Beautiful, Sea, Breathing

Walt Whitman (2017). “Leaves of Grass”, p.112, Gibbs Smith

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