You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side...The Bending forward and backward of the rowers...

A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman.

To die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

The Americans, like the English, probably make love worse than any other race.

The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

And I or you pocketless of a dime, may purchase the pick of the earth.

Either define the moment or the moment will define you.