TO YOU. STRANGER, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you? Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman http://whitmanarchive.org/published/LG/1891/whole.html

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because...