Youth, large, lusty, loving -- Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination?

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

WE two boys together clinging, One the other never leaving, Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making, Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching, Arm'd and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, loving. No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering, thieving, threatening, Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing, Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness chasing, Fulfilling our foray.

Be curious, not judgmental.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes.

I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least.