"I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I loveIf you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.You will hardly know who I am or what I meanBut I shall be good health to you nonethelessAnd filter and fibre your blood."
"Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul."
"This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me"
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you."
"Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul."
"Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large -- I contain multitudes."