O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last!
That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soiled world.
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.
Simplicity is the glory of expression.
To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all.
There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.