I and this mystery, here we stand.

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done.

I know I am deathless…We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers, There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.

Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass; I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every one is signed by God's name, And I leave them where they are, for I know that others will punctually come forever and ever.

A simple separate person is not contained between his hat and his boots.

As soon as histories are properly told there is no more need of romances.

I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look at them long and long.