Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I am good-
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
The earth—that is sufficient,
I do not want the constellations any nearer,
I know they are very well where they are,
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
~ Walt Whitman, Poem of The Road