Tag: Walt Whitman

After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on – have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear – what remains? Nature remains.

Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.