And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud. – Walt Whitman
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. – Walt Whitman

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud. – Walt Whitman
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. – Walt Whitman
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. – Walt Whitman
Judging from the main portions of the history of the world, so far, justice is always in jeopardy. – Walt Whitman