Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, As souls only understand souls.
Walt WhitmanI open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward.
Walt WhitmanThis is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me
Walt Whitman