Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
E. E. CUMMINGSYou and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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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.
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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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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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As small as a world as large as alone.
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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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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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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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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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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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Only by you my heart always moves.
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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.
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Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
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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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