I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
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.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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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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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
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The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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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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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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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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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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Whenever 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.
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