Time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough.
E. E. CUMMINGSLovers alone wear sunlight.
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Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
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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.
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Remember one thing only: that it’s you-nobody else-who determines your destiny and decides your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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The hardest fight a man has to fight is to live in a world where every single day someone is trying to make you someone you do not want to be–
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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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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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.
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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.
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The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
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Someone 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.
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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.
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You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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