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.
E. E. CUMMINGSYou and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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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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You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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You shall above all things be glad and young For if you’re young, whatever life you wear it will become you; and if you are glad whatever’s living will yourself become.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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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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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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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Nobody loses all the time.
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A poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being.
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The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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