A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. – Walt Whitman
O lands! O all so dear to me — what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is. – Walt Whitman

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. – Walt Whitman
O lands! O all so dear to me — what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is. – Walt Whitman
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. – Walt Whitman
And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud. – Walt Whitman