Walt Whitman Quotes

Forsake all inhibitions, Pursue thy dreams.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

I dote on myself. There is a lot of me and all so luscious.

It is in the American interest to put an end to Nationhood. That is the goal in global government. America must get out of the United Nations or our sovereign Republic will not survive.

I know nothing grander, better exercise, better digestion, more positive proof of the past, the triumphant result of faith in human kind, than a well-contested American national election.

Out of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking bird's throat, the musical shuttle, . . . . A reminiscence sing.

Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road.

I am large, I contain multitudes

The dirtiest book of all is the expurgated book.

I discover myself on the verge of a usual mistake.

Oh captain my captain

I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen, And accrue what I hear into myself...and let sound contribute toward me.

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems

Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable crowd is gathered, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, (what salutes of cannon and small arms!

Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose.

Youth, large, lusty, loving -- Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination?

I loafe and invite my soul.

Long have you timidly waded Holding a plank by the shore, Now I will you to be a bold swimmer, To jump off in the midst of the sea, Rise again, nod to me, shout, And laughingly dash with your hair.

I see behind each mask that wonder a kindred soul.

O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.

Judging from the main portions of the history of the world, so far, justice is always in jeopardy.

For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We, the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend, Pioneers! O pioneers!

To die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd / And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, / I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking.

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.

The eager and often inconsiderate appeals of reformers and revolutionists are indispensable to counterbalance the inertia and fossilism marking so large a part of human institutions.

I think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .

The most affluent man is he that confronts all the shows he sees by equivalents out of the stronger wealth of himself.

I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name.

I love doctors and hate their medicine.

I say to mankind, Be not curious about God. For I, who am curious about each, am not curious about God - I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least.

If you want me again look for me under your boot soles.

The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.

not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo, The hundred & fifty are dumb yet at Alamo.

Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough.

All truths wait in all things.

Great is the faith of the flush of knowledge and of the investigation of the depths of qualities and things.

The best writing has no lace on its sleeves.

Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I can bear it.

O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last!

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.

All the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any.

In the confusion we stay with each other, happy to be together, speaking without uttering a single word.

Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep for the dead I loved so well.

When I give, I give myself.

Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?

Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you.

My call is the call of battle- I nourish active rebellion;/ He going with me must go well armed.

I celebrate myself, and sing myself.