I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
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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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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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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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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Equality is what does not exist among mortals.
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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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Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
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America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.
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The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear.
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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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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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The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.
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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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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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May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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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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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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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 Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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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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Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
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