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.
E. E. CUMMINGSKisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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Equality is what does not exist among mortals.
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You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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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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Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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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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We 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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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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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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Only by you my heart always moves.
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It is with roses and locomotives that my poems are competing.
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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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The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
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