The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
E. E. CUMMINGSA politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
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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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Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying ‘anywhere but here’.
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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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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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A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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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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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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The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
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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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