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The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.

E. E. Cummings

The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
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Artist Description Difference Feeling Man
It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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Competition Myself Poem Rose
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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Carry Heart Myself Stars Wonder
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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Brave Hell Mistake Nation Patriot
You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Deep Love Myself Relationship Yourself
The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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Eyes Love Relationship Rose Voice Yourself
Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Appearance Minute Moon
Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
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Beautiful Question
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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Fingers Flower Home Ocean Stars Thinking Tongue
Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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Laughter Open Yourself
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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Fingers Flower Home Ocean Stars Thinking Tongue
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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Bird Choice Dance Learning Myself Sing Stars Teaching
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Artist Himself Learning Order
Equality is what does not exist among mortals.
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Equality Existence Mortal
Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise.
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Laughter People Wisdom Yourself
We can never be born enough.
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Born Enough One Liner Satisfaction

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