Love is the whole and more than all.
E. E. CUMMINGSYours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
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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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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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Only by you my heart always moves.
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Time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough.
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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
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Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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Progress is a comfortable disease.
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The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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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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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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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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You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
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You shall above all things be glad and young.
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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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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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To be nobody-but-yourself – in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
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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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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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