And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man’s life?
And so will some one, when I am dead and gone, write my life?
(As if any man really knew aught of my life;
Why, even I myself, I often think, know little or nothing of my real life;
Only a few hints—a few diffused, faint clues and indirections,
I seek, for my own use, to trace out here.)
-Walt Whitman
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“I may as well say what I should not otherwise have said,
that I always knew in my heart Walt Whitman’s mind to be more like my own than
any other man’s living. As he is a very great scoundrel this is not a very
pleasant confession.”
-Gerard Manley Hopkins
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