Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
E. E. CUMMINGSWell, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
More E. E. Cummings Quotes
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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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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The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
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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.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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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.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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