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Quotes from e. e. cummings

How do you like your blue-eyed boy Mr Death?
~ e. e. cummings
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
~ e. e. cummings
Unless you love someone nothing makes sense.
~ e. e. cummings
no best is quite so good you don't conceive a better; 5
~ e. e. cummings
a connotation of infinity / sharpens the temporal splendor of this night
~ e. e. cummings
Post Impressions into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing. Into the hair-thin tints of yellow dawn, into the women-coloured twilight i smilingly glide. I into the big vermilion departure swim,sayingly; (Do you think?)the i do,world is probably made of roses & hello: (of solongs and,ashes)
~ e. e. cummings
To destroy is always the first step to creation.
~ e. e. cummings
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility
~ e. e. cummings
may I be I is the only prayer--not may I be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong.
~ e. e. cummings
Love is the whole and more than all.
~ e. e. cummings
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
~ e. e. cummings
Your slightest look easily will unclose me, though I have closed myself as fingers, you open petal by petal myself a Spring opens her first rose.
~ e. e. cummings
The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
~ e. e. cummings
Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.
~ e. e. cummings
To like an individual because he's black is just as insulting as to dislike him because he isn't white.
~ e. e. cummings
you shall above all things be glad and young For if you're young,whatever life you wear it will become you;and if you are glad whatever's living will yourself become.
~ e. e. cummings
life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis
~ e. e. cummings
Nothing recedes like progress.
~ e. e. cummings
If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making.
~ e. e. cummings
Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
~ e. e. cummings
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
~ e. e. cummings
One's not half of two; two are halves of one.
~ e. e. cummings
I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.
~ e. e. cummings
hatred bounces
~ e. e. cummings