Walt Whitman Quotes About Sleep

Quotes about: Sleep

• As for me, I know nothing else but miracles,
  Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
  Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
  Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
  Or stand under the trees in the woods,
  Or talk by day with any one I love,
  Or sleep in bed at night with any one I love,
  Or watch honey bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon...
  Or the wonderfulness of the sundown,
  Or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
  Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring...
  What stranger miracles are there?

  Walt Whitman

  Summer, Beach, Stars

  Walt Whitman, “Miracles”

• I cannot too often repeat that Democracy is a word the real gist of which still sleeps, quite unawakened, notwithstanding the resonance and the many angry tempests out of which its syllables have come, from pen or tongue. It is a great word, whose history, I suppose, remains unwritten because that history has yet to be enacted.

  Walt Whitman

  Real, Sleep, Historical

  Walt Whitman, Floyd Stovall (2007). “Prose Works 1892, Volume II: Collect and Other Prose”, p.393, NYU Press

• Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.

  Walt Whitman

  Nature, Sleep, Air

  Walt Whitman (2012). “Selected Poems”, p.33, Courier Corporation

• I will sleep no more but arise, You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you, fathomless, stirring, preparing unprecedented waves and storms.

  Walt Whitman

  Ocean, Sleep, Storm

  Walt Whitman (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1860-1867”, p.288, NYU Press

• this is thy hour o soul, thy free flight into the wordless, away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best, night, sleep, death and the stars.

  Walt Whitman

  Art, Stars, Book

  Walt Whitman, Harold Bloom (2003). “Selected Poems”, p.204, Library of America

• The female that loves unrequited sleeps,
  And the male that loves unrequited sleeps,
  The head of the money-maker that plotted all day sleeps,
  And the enraged and treacherous dispositions, all, all sleep.

  Walt Whitman

  Unrequited Love, Sleep, Males

  Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.110, NYU Press

• Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter, The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness.

  Walt Whitman

  Laughter, Ambition, Sleep

  Walt Whitman (2004). “Leaves of Grass”, p.189, Bantam Classics

• The city sleeps and the country sleeps, the living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, the old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; and these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, and such as it is to be of these more or less I am, and of these one and all I weave the song of myself.

  Walt Whitman

  Country, Song, Husband

  Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.20, NYU Press

• I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep.

  Walt Whitman

  Dream, Yoga, Mean

  Walt Whitman (2004). “Leaves of Grass”, p.18, Bantam Classics

• WE two boys together clinging, One the other never leaving, Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making, Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching, Arm'd and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, loving. No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering, thieving, threatening, Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing, Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness chasing, Fulfilling our foray.

  Walt Whitman

  Beach, Drinking, Sleep

  Walt Whitman (2011). “Walt Whitman's Songs of Male Intimacy and Love: "Live Oak, with Moss" and "Calamus"”, p.94, University of Iowa Press

• Books are to be called for and supplied on the assumption that the process of reading is not a half-sleep, but in the highest sense an exercise, a gymnastic struggle; that the reader is to do something for himself.

  Walt Whitman

  Struggle, Book, Reading

  Walt Whitman (1876). “Two rivulets, including Democratic vistas, Centennial songs, and Passage to India [and As a strong bird on pinions free, and Memoranda during the war. Author's ed”

• The process of reading is not a half sleep, but in the highest sense, an exercise, a gymnast's struggle: that the reader is to do something for him or herself, must be on the alert, just construct indeed the poem, argument, history, metaphysical essay--the text furnishing the hints, the clue, the start, the framework.

  Walt Whitman

  Struggle, Reading, Sleep

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