I may be as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best.
To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.
Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.
Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
A writer can do nothing for men more necessary, satisfying, than just simply to reveal to them the infinite possibility of their own souls.
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.
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.
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.
Simplicity is the glory of expression.
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.
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.
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.
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...
Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find."
The whole purpose of the universe is unerringly aimed at one thing - you.
Every hour of every day is an unspeakably perfect miracle.
We were together. I forget the rest.
I think I could always live with animals. The more you're around people, the more you love animals.
Be curious, not judgmental.
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.
Either define the moment or the moment will define you.
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.
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.
Happiness, not in another place but this place...not for another hour, but this hour.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.
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.
Freedom - to walk free and own no superior.
Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes.
NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.
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.
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 truth is simple. If it was complicated, everyone would understand it.
In the faces of men and women, I see God.
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.
I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell
I hate commas in the wrong places.
Re-examine all that you have been told... dismiss that which insults your soul.
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.
Be not ashamed women, ... You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.
Dismiss whatever insults your soul.