I believe in the flesh and the appetites; Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. Divine am I inside and ou… - Walt Whitman

Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from; The scent of these arm-pits is aroma finer than prayer, This head is more than churches or bibles or creeds.

The scent of these arm-pits is aroma finer than prayer...

Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.

I believe in the flesh and the appetites,
Seeing hearing and feeling are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.

Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.

The road to wisdom is paved with excess.

The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange.

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the words I have read in my life.