I leave you the best phrases of Walt Whitman (1819 -1892), American essayist, journalist and humanist. One of his most outstanding works is Leaves of Grass, a book of poems among which I sing about myself, I sing to the electric body or From the cradle that rocks eternally.
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-Keep your face always towards the Sun - and the shadows will fall behind you.
-Resist a lot, obey little.
-I'm as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I'm as good as the best.
-Every moment of light and darkness is a miracle.
-We convince by our presence.
-The infinite unknown heroes are worth as much as the greatest heroes in history.
-I exist as I am, that's enough.
-Simplicity is the glory of expression.
-The future is no more uncertain than the present.
-To have great poets, there must be large audiences.
-Reexamine everything you've been told… discard what insults your soul.
-I have learned that being with those I like is enough.
-Nothing lasts except personal qualities.
-I accept reality and I don't dare to question it.
-What satisfies the soul is true.
-I certainly deserved my enemies, but I don't think I deserved my friends.
-For me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakable perfect miracle.
-Be curious, not judicious.
-Nothing more beautiful can happen than death.
-A great city is one that has the largest men and women.
-The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunlight of letters, is simplicity.
-I like to feel strong and healthy under the full Moon and get up singing happily to greet the Sun.
-You will learn to listen in all directions and you will let the essence of the Universe filter through your being.
- There has never been another beginning than this one now, nor more youth than this, nor more old age than this; and there will never be more perfection than we have, no more heaven or more hell than this one now.
-And the invisible is tested by the visible, until the visible becomes invisible and is tested in turn.
-I am out of these pushes that bring me and carry me. I stay up, happy, idle, compassionate, seeing everything in panorama, looking upright at the world from on high or leaning my arm on a secure but invisible support, waiting curiously, with my head half turned to the side, for it. what is going to happen.
-In the confusion we stay with the others, happy to be together, speaking without saying a single word.
-A glorious morning at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
-The great poets have no biography, they have destiny.
-It produces great men, the rest follow.
-The smallest leaf of grass teaches us that death does not exist; that if it ever existed, it was only to produce life.
-The dirtiest book of all is the expunged book.
-If something is sacred, the human body is sacred.
-He who walks a single league without love, walks shrouded towards his own funeral.
-I have nothing to do with this system, not even what is necessary to oppose it.
-I celebrate and sing to myself. And what I say about myself now, I say about you, because what I have you have, and every atom of my body is yours too.
-My marches sound not only for the victorious but for the defeated and the dead as well.
-The battles are lost in the same spirit with which they are won.