You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
E. E. CUMMINGSI love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
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The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
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I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows.
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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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The theory of the free press is not that the truth will be presented completely or perfectly in any one instance, but that the truth will emerge from free discussion.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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Only by you my heart always moves.
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Progress is a comfortable disease.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Love is the whole and more than all.
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Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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A poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being.
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Somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence; in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near.
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Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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