(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift) e. e. cummings More Quotes by e. e. cummings More Quotes From e. e. cummings Who can tell truth from falsehood any more? I say it, and you feel it in your hearts: no man or woman on this big small earth. How should our sages miss the mark of life, and our most skillful players lose the game? your hearts will tell you, as my heart has told me: because all know, and no one understands. e. e. cummings player heart men i have found what you are like the rain (Who feathers frightened fields with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields easily the pale club of the wind and swirled justly souls of flower strike the air in utterable coolness deeds of gren thrilling light with thinned newfragile yellows lurch and.press --in the woods which stutter and sing And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms;but i should rather than anything have(almost when hugeness will shut quietly)almost, your kiss e. e. cummings flower rain sleep All which isn't singing is mere talking... and all talking's to oneself alone but the very song of (as mountains feel and lovers) singing is silence. e. e. cummings silence song talking Damn everything but the circus! ...damn everything that is grim, dull, motionless, unrisking, inward turning, damn everything that won't get into the circle, that won't enjoy. That won't throw it's heart into the tension, surprise, fear and delight of the circus, the round world, the full existence. e. e. cummings inward circles heart a man who had fallen among thieves lay by the roadside on his back dressed in fifteenthrate ideas wearing a round jeer for a hat e. e. cummings thieves men ideas Certainly the most obvious . . . example of the strictly infantile essence of America's all-conquering mentality greets our eyes daily, anywhere and everywhere, in the guise of the tabloid newspaper. The tabloid newspaper actually means to the typical American of the era what the Bible is popularly supposed to have meant to the typical Pilgrim Father: viz. a very present help in times of trouble, plus a means of keeping out of trouble via harmless, since vicarious, indulgence in the pomps and vanities of this wicked world. e. e. cummings eye mean father May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them - then men are old. e. e. cummings heart bird men The sensual mysticism of entire vertical being. e. e. cummings vertical mysticism sensual The hardest fight a man has to fight is to live in a world where every single day someone is trying to make you someone you do not want to be-- e. e. cummings fighting trying men how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any lifted from the no of all nothing human merely being doubt unimaginable You? e. e. cummings breathing touching doubt Nothing recedes like progress. e. e. cummings progress since feelings come first, who cares about the syntax of things? e. e. cummings who-cares syntax feelings Seeming's enough for slaves of space and time - ours is the now and here of freedom. Come. e. e. cummings slave space enough worms are the words but joy's the voice e. e. cummings voice feelings joy all nothing's only our hugest home; e. e. cummings emptiness dies home someones married their everyones e. e. cummings marriage dream sleep hopes dance best on bald men's hair e. e. cummings hope hair men God's terrible face brighter than a spoon collects the image of one fatal word;so that my life(which liked the sun and the moon)resembles something that has not occurred:i am a birdcage without any bird a collar looking for a dog a kisswithout lips;a prayer lacking any kneesbut something beats within my shirt to provehe is undead who living noone is.I have never loved you dear as now i love. e. e. cummings prayer dog love my e. e. cummings mother talking father So far as I am concerned, poetry and every other art was and is and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality... If poetry is your goal, you've got to forget all about punishments and all about rewards and all about self-styled obligations and duties and responsibilities etcetera ad infinitum and remember one thing only: that it's you - nobody else - who determine your destiny and decide your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else... There's the artist's responsibility; and the most awful responsibility on earth. e. e. cummings responsibility wisdom art
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