Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
E. E. CUMMINGSI’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying ‘anywhere but here’.
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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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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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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 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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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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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows.
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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
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The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
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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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