So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age-I and my book-casting backward glances over out travel'd road.
Walt WhitmanGreat is the faith of the flush of knowledge and of the investigation of the depths of qualities and things.
Walt WhitmanThe question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
Walt WhitmanThe process of reading is not a half sleep, but in the highest sense, an exercise, a gymnast's struggle: that the reader is to do something for him or herself, must be on the alert, just construct indeed the poem, argument, history, metaphysical essay--the text furnishing the hints, the clue, the start, the framework.
Walt Whitman