A simple separate person is not contained between his hat and his boots.

I accept reality and dare not question it.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars.

TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little, Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved, Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever after-ward resumes its liberty.

I am not contain'd between my hat and boots.

You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here, I believe much unseen is also here