The most affluent man is he that confronts all the shows he sees by equivalents out of the stronger wealth of himself.

For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We, the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend, Pioneers! O pioneers!

O joy of suffering! To struggle against great odds! to meet enemies undaunted! To be entirely alone with them! to find how much one can stand! To look strife, torture, prison, popular odium, death, face to face! To mount the scaffold! to advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance! To be indeed a God!

I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best.

Americans should know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls.

To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy.

Give me such shows - give me the streets of Manhattan!