I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men, I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers.

O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done, / The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won

The eager and often inconsiderate appeals of reformers and revolutionists are indispensable to counterbalance the inertia and fossilism marking so large a part of human institutions.

The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections.

Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?

Produce great men, the rest follows.

I have said that the soul is not more than the body, And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's-self is.