Happiness, not in another place but this place...not for another hour, but this hour.— Walt Whitman
Perspective Leaves Of Grass quotations
The pain will leave once it has finished teaching you.
We were together. I forget the rest.
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first;
Be not discouraged - keep on - there are divine things, well envelop'd; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
Love her but leave her wild.
Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.
Be more humble than a blade of grass, more tolerant than a tree, always offering respect onto others and never expecting any in return
Wisdom is not finally tested by the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof.
You must be willing to leave the life that you planned in order to find the one waiting for you.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell
The world is holy. We are holy. All life is holy. Daily prayers are delivered on the lips of breaking waves, the whisperings of grasses, the shimmering of leaves.
The mission of your life should be to leave a better world behind than what you inherited.
NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.
What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.
Never speak from a place of hate, jealousy, anger or insecurity. Evaluate your words before you let them leave your lips. Sometimes it's best to be quiet.
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close to your ear/ I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.
In the faces of men and women, I see God.
These are the days that must happen to you.
No matter the economy of the jungle, the lion will never eat grass.
This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people.
The Bible tells us that God will meet all our needs.
He feeds the birds of the air and clothes the grass with the splendor of lilies. How much more, then, will He care for us, who are made in His image? Our only concern is to obey the heavenly Father and leave the consequences to Him.
Burn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic; but destroy our farms and the grass will grow in the streets of every city in the country.
Travel is not really about leaving our homes, but leaving our habits.
I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing.
I will sleep no more but arise, You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you, fathomless, stirring, preparing unprecedented waves and storms.
Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again O Nature your primal sanities!
To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children... to leave the world a better place... to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.
Do anything, but let it produce joy.
It's the hardest thing in the world, to accept a little success and leave it that way.
I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least.
I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling.
All trees are losing their leaves, and not one of them is worried.
O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done.
I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.
The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
The only things you can take with you when you leave this world are the things you've packed inside your heart.
I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.
I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait.
O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?
The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.