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.

The poet judges not as a judge judges but as the sun falling around a helpless thing.

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.

I keep thinking about you every few minutes all day.

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.

Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.

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?