The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe eyes of my eyes are opened.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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We can never be born enough.
E. E. CUMMINGSWe can never be born enough.
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Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
E. E. CUMMINGSListen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
E. E. CUMMINGSNotice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
E. E. CUMMINGSIt takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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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–
E. E. CUMMINGSThe 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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Twice I have lived forever in a smile.
E. E. CUMMINGSTwice I have lived forever in a smile.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
E. E. CUMMINGSTake the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
E. E. CUMMINGSFor whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
E. E. CUMMINGSExisting’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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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.
E. E. CUMMINGSI 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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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.
E. E. CUMMINGSLove 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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You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
E. E. CUMMINGSYou have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe eyes of my eyes are opened.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
E. E. CUMMINGSI’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
E. E. CUMMINGSUnless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
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