E. E. Cummings Quotes - Page 2

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great men burn bridges before they come to them

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The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

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nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

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The sensual mysticism of entire vertical being.

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they believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead

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love is a deeper season than reason; my sweet one

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You and I are more than you and I because it's we.

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Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love

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i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

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Unlove's the heavenless hell and the homeless home.

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To destroy is always the first step in any creation.

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The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.

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in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

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Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.

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n OthI n g can s urPas s the m y SteR y of s tilLnes s

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Art is a mystery. A mystery is something immeasurable.

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By the way, a gendarme assured me this is not a prison.

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A pretty girl who is naked / is worth a million statues

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The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.

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Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise

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suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.

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I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.

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life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis

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It may take two people to make a really beautiful mistake.

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our can'ts were born to happen our mosts have died in more

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There is no music unless the drum and the drummer are one.

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No evil is so worse than worst you fall in hate with love.

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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

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

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The whole truth... sings only - and all lovers are the song.

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Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.

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since the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be afraid

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Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.

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Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.

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since feelings come first, who cares about the syntax of things?

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A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.

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And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms

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Seeker of truth follow no path all paths lead where truth is here.

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Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own.

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All ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again.

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Well, write poetry, for God's sake, it's the only thing that matters.

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Time's a strange fellow; more he gives than takes (and he takes all).

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That which we die for lives as wholly as that which we live for dies.

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Now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened.

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all nothing's only our hugest home; the most who die, the more we live

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Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves.

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If you like my poems let them walk in the evening, a little behind you

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Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.

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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?