This face is a dog's snout sniffing for garbage, snakes nest in that mouth, I hear the sibilant threat.

Be not dishearten'd -- Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love each other shall become invincible.

Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune.

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

Man is about the same, in the main, whether with despotism, or whether with freedom.

There is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth - but all is truth without exception; And henceforth I will go celebrate any thing I see or am, And sing and laugh and deny nothing.

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines.