Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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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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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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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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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
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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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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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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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The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying ‘anywhere but here’.
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Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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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.
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The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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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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Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
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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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Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise.
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