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.
E. E. CUMMINGSUnless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
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Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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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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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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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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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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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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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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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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You shall above all things be glad and young.
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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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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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