When I give I give myself.

Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.

Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.

Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes.

The future is no more uncertain than the present

I shall use America and democracy as convertible terms