Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune. – Walt Whitman
In the broad earth of ours,
Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
Nestles the seed perfection. – Walt Whitman
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune. – Walt Whitman
In the broad earth of ours,
Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
Nestles the seed perfection. – Walt Whitman
I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men, I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers. – Walt Whitman
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. – Walt Whitman