I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
When I give, I give myself.
All truths wait in all things,/They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it
Be not dishearten'd -- Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love each other shall become invincible.
Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars.
The earth does not argue, Is not pathetic, has no arrangements, Does not scream, haste, persuade, threaten, promise, Makes no discriminations, has no conceivable failures, Closes nothing, refuses nothing, shuts none out.
Where the earth is, we are.
O captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done. The ship has weather'd every wrack The prize we sought is won The port is near, the bells I hear The people all exulting While follow eyes, the steady keel The vessel grim and daring But Heart! Heart! Heart! O the bleeding drops of red Where on the deck my captain lies Fallen cold and dead.
When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.
All beauty comes from beautiful blood and a beautiful brain.
Have you not learned the most in your life from those with whom you disagreed - those who saw it differently from you?
I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a man or woman, Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or any one else.
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains.
Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, As souls only understand souls.
The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.
O joy of suffering! To struggle against great odds! to meet enemies undaunted! To be entirely alone with them! to find how much one can stand! To look strife, torture, prison, popular odium, death, face to face! To mount the scaffold! to advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance! To be indeed a God!
By writing at the instant, the very heartbeat of life is caught.
Did you, too, O friend, suppose democracy was only for elections, for politics, and for a party name? I say democracy is only of use there that it may pass on and come to its flower and fruit in manners, in the highest forms of interaction between people, and their beliefs - in religion, literature, colleges and schools- democracy in all public and private life.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine everything could be worse but isn't and so we are justified in being grateful - and shadows everything could be better but isn't and so it is easy to be bitter 'unless you decide to look on the bright side will fall behind you.
God is a mean-spirited, pugnacious bully bent on revenge against His children for failing to live up to his impossible standards.
Sail Forth- Steer for the deep waters only. Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me. For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go. And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all.
To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy.
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