I celebrate myself, and sing myself.

To speak in literature with the perfect rectitude and insouciance of the movements of animals and the unimpeachable of the sentiment of trees in the woods and grass by the roadside is the flawless triumph of art.

And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin , or even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.

When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear.

We consider bibles and religions divine I do not say they are not divine. I say they have all grown out of you, and may grow out of you still. It is not they who give the life, it is you who give the life.

Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, As souls only understand souls.