Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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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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Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide. 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 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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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.
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Nobody loses all the time.
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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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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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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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