Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
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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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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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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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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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows.
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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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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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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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Do not hate or fear the artist in yourselves… Honor and love him do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night.
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We can never be born enough.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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