Leaves Of Grass Quotes

I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell

NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.

Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.

These are the days that must happen to you.

If any thing is sacred, the human body is sacred.

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.

In the faces of men and women, I see God.

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.

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.

I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing.

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

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.

I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.

I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least.

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

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

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.

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.

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?

The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it.

Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.

Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.