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.
E. E. CUMMINGSMay my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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Love is the whole and more than all.
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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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We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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To 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.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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Do 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.
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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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