And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love. -- Walt Whitman

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Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it. ― Robert Frost

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All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. -- Walt Whitman

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Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you? -- Walt Whitman

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And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles. -- Walt Whitman

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I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. -- Walt Whitman

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Resist much, obey little. -- Walt Whitman

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My words itch at your ears till you understand them. -- Walt Whitman

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I will sleep no more but arise, You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you, fathomless, stirring, preparing unprecedented waves and storms. -- Walt Whitman

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I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. --

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