Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself, it provokes me forever, it says sarcastically, Walt you contain enough, why don't you let it out then?

Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars.

I see behind each mask that wonder a kindred soul.

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

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin , or even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.

Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand.

A great city is that which has the greatest men and women.