All music is is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments.
This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the interconnectedness of individuals within a community.
Walt Whitman's quote reflects the idea that an individual is intrinsically linked to the larger community or city. It suggests that the concerns and interests of the people around us are also our own, highlighting a sense of shared humanity and collective responsibility. By identifying himself as one of the citizens, Whitman underscores that personal well-being is tied to the well-being of the community, encouraging solidarity and empathy among individuals.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about community engagement, one might say, 'As Walt Whitman once expressed, this is the city, and whatever interests the rest interests me.'
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