Tomorrow is our permanent address. e. e. cummings More Quotes by e. e. cummings More Quotes From e. e. cummings Lovers alone wear sunlight. e. e. cummings sunlight love life One's not half two. It's two are halves of one. e. e. cummings half two The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself. e. e. cummings artist knows order Because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky) e. e. cummings dirt kissing sky may I be I is the only prayer--not may I be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong. e. e. cummings wise beautiful life And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart [ i carry it in my heart ] e. e. cummings stars wonder heart Your head is a living forest full of songbirds. e. e. cummings songbirds forests bird The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. e. e. cummings inspirational life funny time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough e. e. cummings sky love-is long 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. e. e. cummings ocean stars flower And now you are and I am and we're a mystery which will never happen again. e. e. cummings mystery happens Do not hate or fear the artist in yourselves... Honor and love him...do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night. e. e. cummings hate artist night To destroy is always the first step in any creation. e. e. cummings creation steps firsts (existing's tricky:but to live's a gift) e. e. cummings tricky 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 e. e. cummings discussion theory truth The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches. e. e. cummings white winter snow i thank You God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay great happening illimitably earth) how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any--lifted from the no of all nothing--human merely being doubt unimaginable You? (now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened) e. e. cummings gay eye dream As small as a world as large as alone. e. e. cummings world Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. Anaïs Nin I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved. George Eliot 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. e. e. cummings betrayal stars strong 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 e. e. cummings small-hands eye love
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