April 06, 2007

blogger credo

"What Am I After All"
from Leaves of Grass
by Walt Whitman, 1892

One of the untold millions of things that makes Whitman wonderful: you can pretty much always find a quote that reflects what you are thinking about at the time.

What am I after all but a child, pleas'd with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and over;
I stand apart to hear - it never tires me.

Almost makes it sound important and poetic to indulge one's ego with a blog, don't it?

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