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.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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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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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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Progress is a comfortable disease.
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Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
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Nobody loses all the time.
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Do not hate or fear the artist in yourselves… Honor and love him do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
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Tomorrow is our permanent address.
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Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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Only by you my heart always moves.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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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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I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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To destroy is always the first step in any creation.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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