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

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Long enough have you dream’d contemptible dreams, Now I wash the gum from your eyes, You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life. -- Walt Whitman

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Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. -- Walt Whitman

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I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing. -- 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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My words itch at your ears till you understand them. -- 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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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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