Produce great men, the rest follows. – Walt Whitman
Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes). – Walt Whitman

Produce great men, the rest follows. – Walt Whitman
Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes). – Walt Whitman
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. – Walt Whitman
The sky was dark and gloomy, the air was damp and raw, the streets were wet and sloppy. The smoke hung sluggishly above the chimney-tops as if it lacked the courage to rise, and the rain came slowly and doggedly down, as if it had not even the spirit to pour. – Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers