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The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.

E. E. Cummings

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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Bird Heart Live Man Old Secret Sing
The theory of the free press is not that the truth will be presented completely or perfectly in any one instance, but that the truth will emerge from free discussion.
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Born Freedom Perfection Present Theory Truth
A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Appearance Beautiful Pretty Woman Worth
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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Dreams Forever God Nature Sky Spirit Thankful Tree
A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Appearance Beautiful Pretty Woman Worth
The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
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Artist Description Difference Feeling Man
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Born Light Moon Myself Spirit Stars Sun
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide. 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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Deep Growth Hope Life Love Mindset Myself Relationship Secret Sky Soul Tree
You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Love Moon Relationship Stars Sun Yourself
Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Appearance Minute Moon
Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
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Better Fate Kiss Wisdom
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Deep Eyes Myself One Liner Open
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
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Fingers Flower Home Ocean Stars Thinking Tongue
Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Afraid People Silence
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Deep Eyes Myself One Liner Open
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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Beyond Experience Eyes Happiness Myself Silence Touch Travel

The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.

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