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.
E. E. CUMMINGSWe do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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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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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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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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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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Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise.
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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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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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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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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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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 Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
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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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Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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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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