Walt Whitman Quotes about Children

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God is a mean-spirited, pugnacious bully bent on revenge against His children for failing to live up to his impossible standards.

God is a mean-spirited, pugnacious bully bent on revenge against His children for failing to live up to his impossible standards.

Walt Whitman

Children, Revenge, Mean

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

Nature, Children, Hands

'Song of Myself' (1855) st. 6

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

Children, Kissing, Men

The mother condemned for a witch and burnt with dry wood, and her children gazing on; The hounded slave that flags in the race and leans by the fence, blowing and covered with sweat, The twinges that sting like needles his legs and neck, The murderous buckshot and the bullets, All these I feel or am.

Walt Whitman

Mother, Children, Sweat

Walt Whitman (2013). “Walt Whitman: Selected Poems 1855-1892”, p.46, St. Martin's Press

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

Death, Children, Men

1855 Leaves of Grass, 'Song of Myself', section 6.

I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them, And the white skeletons of young men-I saw them; I saw the debris and debris of all the dead soldiers of the war; But I saw they were not as was thought; They themselves were fully at rest-they suffer'd not; The living remain'd and suffer'd-the mother suffer'd, And the wife and the child, and the musing comrade suffer'd, And the armies that remain'd suffer'd.

Walt Whitman

Mother, Veterans Day, Children

Walt Whitman (1870). “Passage to India”, p.39, Haskell House Pub Limited

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

Art, Children, Years

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.149, NYU Press

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

Wise, Children, Men

Walt Whitman (2012). “Song of Myself”, p.25, Courier Corporation