Camerado! This is no book; who touches this touches a man.
When I give, I give myself.
Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.
The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space.
Camden was originally an accident, but I shall never be sorry I was left over in Camden. It has brought me blessed returns.