The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it.
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?
The great city is that which has the greatest man or woman: if it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world.
The beautiful uncut hair of graves.
The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.
The future is no more uncertain than the present.
And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself, it provokes me forever, it says sarcastically, Walt you contain enough, why don't you let it out then?
Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune.
Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
Freedom - to walk free and own no superior.
I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep.
Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.