Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me, if I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me.

I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in intoxication.

Each of us inevitable; Each of us limitless-each of us with his or her right upon the earth.

I speak the password primeval; I give the sign of democracy.

I wear my hat as I please, indoors or out.

You have not known what you are - you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life; Your eye-lids have been the same as closed most of the time; What you have done returns already in mockeries; Your thrift, knowledge, prayers, if they do not return in mockeries, what is their return? The mockeries are not you; Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk.

The real war will never get in the books.