[Rush fans hoping to see more of the band may take comfort from the album's final song.] Out of the Cradle, ... Here we come out of the cradle / Endlessly rocking. |
A great city is that which has the greatest men and women |
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. |
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. |
All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor. |
All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments |
America's game: has the snap, go, fling, of the American atmosphere - belongs as much to our institutions, fits into them as significantly, as our constitutions, laws: is just as important in the sum total of our historic life |
And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero. |
And your very flesh shall be a great poem. |
As if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same |
Be curious, not judgmental. |
Behind this face that appears so impassive Hell's tides continually run |
Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself |
But the people are ungrammatical, untidy, and their sins gaunt and ill-bred |
Camerado, this is no book, Who touches this touches a man |