As small as a world as large as alone.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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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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Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Twice I have lived forever in a smile.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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One’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one.
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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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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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Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them – then men are old.
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Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond.
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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 snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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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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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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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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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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Only by you my heart always moves.
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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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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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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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Tomorrow is our permanent address.
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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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