Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
E. E. CUMMINGSAs small as a world as large as alone.
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The hardest fight a man has to fight is to live in a world where every single day someone is trying to make you someone you do not want to be–
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Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
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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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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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I 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 three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying ‘anywhere but here’.
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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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I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.
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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Nobody loses all the time.
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Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
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Equality is what does not exist among mortals.
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You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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