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

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Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling. -- Walt Whitman

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Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. -- Walt Whitman

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Do you take it I would astonish? Does the daylight astonish? does the early red start twittering through the woods? Do I astonish more than they? -- Walt Whitman

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I accept Time absolutely. It alone is without flaw, It alone rounds and completes all, That mystic baffling wonder. -- 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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And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles. -- Walt Whitman

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Joy, sorrow, tears, lamentation, laughter -- to all these music gives voice, but in such a way that we are transported from the world of unrest to a world of peace, and see reality in a new way, as if we were sitting by a mountain lake and contemplating hills and woods and clouds in the tranquil and fathomless water.

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If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles. -- Walt Whitman

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Make way for the unprecedented and watch your reality rearrange yourself. —Yrsa Daley-Ward.

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