I meet new Walt Whitmans everyday. There are a dozen of them afloat. I don't know which Walt Whitman I am.

I will not descend among professors and capitalists.

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

We were together. I forget the rest.

Every hour of every day is an unspeakably perfect miracle.

I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

All beauty comes from beautiful blood and a beautiful brain.