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.
E. E. CUMMINGSGreat men burn bridges before they come to them.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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Nobody loses all the time.
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Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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Love is the whole and more than all.
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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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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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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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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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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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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’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects.
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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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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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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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One’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one.
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The theory of the free press is not that the truth will be presented completely or perfectly in any one instance, but that the truth will emerge from free discussion.
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To destroy is always the first step in any creation.
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We can never be born enough.
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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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