Walt Whitman

Here is not merely a nation but a teeming nation of nations.

Walt Whitman

Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems

Walt Whitman

I am he that walks with the tender and growing night, I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night.

Walt Whitman

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

Walt Whitman

I am not contain’d between my hat and my boots.

Walt Whitman

I am the man, I suffered, I was there.

Walt Whitman

I believe that much unseen is also here.

Walt Whitman

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.

Walt Whitman

I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep.

Walt Whitman

I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

Walt Whitman