I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name.

All the past we leave behind; We debouch upon a newer, mightier world, varied world, Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march, Pioneers! O Pioneers!

Let that which stood in front go behind, let that which was behind advance to the front, let bigots, fools, unclean persons, offer new propositions, let the old propositions be postponed.

I am not contain'd between my hat and boots.

This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me

How beggarly appear arguments before a defiant deed!

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone, I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you.