I celebrate myself, and sing myself, and what I assume you shall assume, for every atom… — 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.
From Leaves of Grass, “Song of Myself”
More from Walt Whitman
— Walt WhitmanHappiness, not in another place but this place; not for another hour, but this hour.
— Walt WhitmanDo I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)
— Walt WhitmanThanks in old age — thanks ere I go, for health, the midday sun, the impalpable air.
— Walt WhitmanI am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.