Lovers alone wear sunlight.
E. E. CUMMINGSLovers alone wear sunlight.
E. E. CUMMINGSExisting’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
E. E. CUMMINGSDo not hate or fear the artist in yourselves… Honor and love him do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night.
E. E. CUMMINGSSuppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
E. E. CUMMINGSWhenever 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. CUMMINGSSomeone 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.
E. E. CUMMINGSTake the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
E. E. CUMMINGSYours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
E. E. CUMMINGSUnless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
E. E. CUMMINGSAn intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects.
E. E. CUMMINGSListen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
E. E. CUMMINGSIt takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
E. E. CUMMINGSTo be nobody-but-yourself – in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
E. E. CUMMINGSFor whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying ‘anywhere but here’.
E. E. CUMMINGSExists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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