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

E. E. Cummings

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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Fight Hard Live Man Try World Yourself
Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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Alive Yourself
Progress is a comfortable disease.
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Comfortable One Liner Progress Sick
A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Appearance Beautiful Pretty Woman Worth
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Artist Himself Learning Order
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Artist Himself Learning Order
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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Beautiful Earth Love Sky
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Deep Eyes Myself One Liner Open
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
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Fire Heart Love Sea Stars Trust Walk Yourself
Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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Advice Care Deep Love Wisdom
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
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Courage Grow Up Yourself
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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Believe Feeling Moments People Thinking Yourself
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
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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Bird Choice Dance Learning Myself Sing Stars Teaching
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

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

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