I do not seek good fortune - I am good fortune!
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space.
What do you suppose will satisfy the soul, except to walk free and own no superior?
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.
Dearest comrades, all is over and long gone, But love is not over.
Let that which stood in front go behind, let that which was behind advance to the front, let bigots, fools, unclean persons, offer new propositions, let the old propositions be postponed.