Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter, The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness.

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems

There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon, that object he became.

I will not descend among professors and capitalists.

The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.

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 tramp a perpetual journey.