The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
E. E. CUMMINGSThe snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
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Love is the whole and more than all.
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The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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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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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.
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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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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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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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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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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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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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Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
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I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
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