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buttercup7 's review for:
Leaves of Grass
by Walt Whitman
whitman’s love for life, nature, and america radiates off every page. somewhat tedious (especially because i am not the biggest poetry person) but also at times bright, refreshing, and insightful. at its best, whitman’s words are infectiously joyful. at its worst, they become rambling, self important, deluded, and essentially pointless.
favorite quotes:
“i exist as i am, that is enough, / if no other in the world be aware i sit content, and if each and all be aware i sit content.”
“i hear the sound of the human voice …. a sound of love, / i hear all sounds as they are tuned to their uses ….. sounds of the / city and sounds out of the city …. sounds of the day and night”
“i am an acme of things accomplished, and i an encloser of things to be.”
“do i contradict myself? very well then …. i contradict myself; / i am large …. i contain multitudes.”
“the wonder every one sees is every one else he sees …. and the / wonders that fill each minute of time forever and each acre of surface and space forever”
“to think that the sun rose in the east …. that men and women / were flexible and real and alive …. that every thing was real / and alive”
“sure as the stars return again after they merge in the light, death is great as life.”
favorite quotes:
“i exist as i am, that is enough, / if no other in the world be aware i sit content, and if each and all be aware i sit content.”
“i hear the sound of the human voice …. a sound of love, / i hear all sounds as they are tuned to their uses ….. sounds of the / city and sounds out of the city …. sounds of the day and night”
“i am an acme of things accomplished, and i an encloser of things to be.”
“do i contradict myself? very well then …. i contradict myself; / i am large …. i contain multitudes.”
“the wonder every one sees is every one else he sees …. and the / wonders that fill each minute of time forever and each acre of surface and space forever”
“to think that the sun rose in the east …. that men and women / were flexible and real and alive …. that every thing was real / and alive”
“sure as the stars return again after they merge in the light, death is great as life.”