Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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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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Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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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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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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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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Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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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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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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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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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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