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.
E. E. CUMMINGSI 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.
More E. E. Cummings Quotes
-
-
As small as a world as large as alone.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
You shall above all things be glad and young For if you’re young, whatever life you wear it will become you; and if you are glad whatever’s living will yourself become.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
E. E. CUMMINGS -
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.
E. E. CUMMINGS







