Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
E. E. CUMMINGSNotice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
More E. E. Cummings Quotes
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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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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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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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Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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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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Love is the whole and more than all.
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To destroy is always the first step in any creation.
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Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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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–
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Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond.
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I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows.
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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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I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness.
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Time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough.
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