A Quote by Walt Whitman

Comerado, this is no book,Who touches this, touches a man,(Is it night? Are we here alone?)It is I you hold, and who holds you,I spring from the pages into your arms-decease calls me forth.
This is no book. Whoever touches this touches a man.
Camerado! This is no book; who touches this touches a man.
Your spirit is mingled with mine what touches you, touches me.
Hubble touches people. When you're looking that far out, you're giving people their place in the universe, it touches people. Science is often visual, so it doesn't need translation. It's like poetry, it touches you.
I played as a 10 and, in Sweden, they let me take as many touches as I could. All of a sudden, I come to Arsenal and I have to play one and two touches - it was a little bit alien to me.
Someone once told me you don't know about cancer until it touches you. That's when it touched my brother, Mickey. There's nothing like it. When it touches you, it's overwhelming.
A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart.
Africa touches me. At night, there's this thought in your brain that a million years ago we started here.
It is our duty not to not only hold fast, but to hold forth the Word of life; not only to hold fast for our own benefit, but to hold it forth for the benefit of others, to hold it forth as the candlestick holds forth the candle, which makes it appear to advantage all around, or as the luminaries of the heavens, which shed their influences far and wide.
Sex touches the heavens only when it simultaneously touches the gutter and the mud.
He who touches the soil of Manhattan and the pavement of New York, touches, whenever he knows or not, Walt Whitman.
Who touches money touches dirt; and the less religion has to do with it, the better.
Also, worldbuilding touches all aspects of your story. It touches plot and character as well. If you don't know the culture your character comes from, how can you know what he's really like? You must know your characters on a much deeper level than you would if you just shrugged your way into a cookie cutter fantasy world.
When your fear touches someone’s pain, it becomes pity, when your love touches someone’s pain, it become compassion.
When Mia Hamm touches the ball, you just hold your breath.
A book, a book full of human touches, of shirts, a book without loneliness, with men and tools, a book is victory.
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