Quotes by Walt Whitman

A leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.

Oh Me! Oh Life!  of the questions recurring,

                                  Answer
That you are here - that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars,
And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
And the tree-toad is a chef-d’oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
And the cow crunching with depress’d head surpasses any statue,
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.

Re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,
and dismiss whatever insults your own soul... 
It is also not consistent with the reality of the soul to admit that there is anything
in the known universe more divine than men and women.
The master knows that he is unspeakably great and that all are unspeakably great. 
There will soon be no more priests... They may wait awhile, perhaps a generation or two,
dropping off by degrees. A superior breed shall take their place.
A new order shall arise and they shall be the priests of man,
and every man shall be his own priest.

"A mouse is a miracle enough to stagger quintillions of infidels"

To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.

A simple separate person is not contained between his hat and his boots.

My ties and ballasts leave me - I travel - I sail - My elbows rest in the sea-gaps. I skirt the sierras. My palms cover continents - I am afoot with my vision.

My ties and ballasts leave me - I travel - I sail - My elbows rest in the sea-gaps. I skirt the sierras. My palms cover continents - I am afoot with my vision.