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. CUMMINGSMost people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects.
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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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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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Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
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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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The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Only by you my heart always moves.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
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May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them – then men are old.
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