And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
E. E. CUMMINGSMost people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.
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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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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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Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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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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Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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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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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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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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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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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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