More quotes by Walt Whitman

"Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?"
"Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul."
"Songs of myselfI am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me, The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into new tongue. I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,.."
"I celebrate myself, and sing myself."
"The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity."