We convince by our presence.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.
I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.
And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.
When I give I give myself.
Simplicity is the glory of expression.
The real war will never get in the books.
To die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.
If you done it, it ain't bragging.
This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun, and 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 towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men; go freely with the powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and mothers, of families: read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life: re-examine all you have been told at school or church, or in any books, and dismiss whatever insults your soul.
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.
Not I - not anyone else, can travel that road for you, / You must travel it for yourself.
Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself I am large, I contain multitudes.
If anything is sacred, the human body is sacred.
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.
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.
When I give, I give myself.
Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.
Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
To have great poets, there must be great audiences.
To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.
To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all.