Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
E. E. CUMMINGS- I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
More E. E. Cummings Quotes
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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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Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
E. E. CUMMINGSUnless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
E. E. CUMMINGSAnd now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
E. E. CUMMINGSLovers alone wear sunlight.
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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
E. E. CUMMINGSYours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
E. E. CUMMINGSI’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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Love is the whole and more than all.
E. E. CUMMINGSLove is the whole and more than all.
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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.
E. E. CUMMINGSAmerica 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 eyes of my eyes are opened.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
E. E. CUMMINGSGreat men burn bridges before they come to them.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
E. E. CUMMINGSIt is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
E. E. CUMMINGSAnd now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
E. E. CUMMINGSAnd the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
E. E. CUMMINGSLove is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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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.
E. E. CUMMINGSSomewhere 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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