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Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

E. E. Cummings

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
Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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Art God Poetry Writing
Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Appearance Minute Moon
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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Brave Hell Mistake Nation Patriot
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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Enough Life Sky Time Tree Yourself
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
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Break Up Deep End Lose Myself Sea Yourself
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
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
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Alone Deep Love One Liner Sun
The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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Change Nature Soft Touch
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Courage Grow Up Yourself
The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
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Art Break Deep Destruction Glory Goal Light Reality Secret White
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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Carry Heart Myself Stars Wonder
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
Progress is a comfortable disease.
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Comfortable One Liner Progress Sick
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Courage Grow Up Yourself

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

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