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Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.
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And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
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Liberty is to be subserved, whatever occurs.
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The real war will never get in the books.
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The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual.
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Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
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I say that democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, until it founds and luxuriantly grows its own forms of art, poems, schools, theology, displacing all that exists, or that has been produced anywhere in the past, under opposite influences.
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To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all.
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The great city is that which has the greatest man or woman: if it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world.
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The genius of the United States is not best or most in its executives or legislatures, nor in its ambassadors or authors or colleges, or churches, or parlors, nor even in its newspapers or inventors, but always most in the common people.
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The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it.
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I say the real and permanent grandeur of these States must be their religion.
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You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.
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To have great poets, there must be great audiences.
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O public road, I say back I am not afraid to leave you, yet I love you, you express me better than I can express myself.
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Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.
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When I give I give myself.
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I refuse putting from me the best that I am.
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Sail Forth- Steer for the deep waters only. Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me. For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go. And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all.
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More and more too, the old name absorbs into me. Mannahatta, 'the place encircled by many swift tides and sparkling waters.' How fit a name for America's great democratic island city! The word itself, how beautiful! how aboriginal! how it seems to rise with tall spires, glistening in sunshine, with such New World atmosphere, vista and action!