O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.
Walt WhitmanThe orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them
Walt WhitmanTHIS dust was once the Man, / Gentle, plain, just and resolute—under whose cautious hand, / Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age, / Was saved the Union of These States.
Walt Whitman