The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
E. E. CUMMINGSSomewhere 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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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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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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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.
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I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
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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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Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
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Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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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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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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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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