sometimes i need to remember why i write, even if i don't write poetry.
"This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals,despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for thestupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hatetyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towardthe people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to anyman or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons andwith the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves inthe open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine allyou have been told at school or church or in any book, dismisswhatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a greatpoem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in thesilent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyesand in every motion and joint of your body."--Walt Whitman
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