Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
E. E. CUMMINGSAnd this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
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I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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We can never be born enough.
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Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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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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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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The hardest fight a man has to fight is to live in a world where every single day someone is trying to make you someone you do not want to be–
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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
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Tomorrow is our permanent address.
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The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
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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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