For all these new and evolutionary facts, meanings, purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable.

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear.

The road to wisdom is paved with excess. The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange.

Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love.

You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here, I believe much unseen is also here

Thought Of equality- as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself- as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same.

My call is the call of battle- I nourish active rebellion;/ He going with me must go well armed.