E. E. Cummings Quotes on Love
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All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence. in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you always open petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose nothing that we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: (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) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
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wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom
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A distinct throat. Which breathes. A head: small, smaller than a flower. With eyes and with lips. Lips more slender than light; a smile how carefully and slowly made, a smile made entirely of dream. Eyes deeper than Spring. Eyes darker than Spring, more new . . . These, these are the further miracles . . . the breasts. Thighs. The All which is beyond comprehension - the All which is perpetually discovered, yet undiscovered: sexual, sweet, Alive!
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Women and men (both little and small) cared for anyone not at all they sowed their isn't they reaped their same sun moon stars rain: all by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep
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my father moved through dooms of love through sames of am through haves of give singing each morning out of each night my father moved through depths of height
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and nothing quite so least as truth -i say though hate were why men breathe- because my father lived his soul love is the whole and more than all
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love is the every only god
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love is more thicker than forget :it is more sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky
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measureless our pure living complete love whose doom is beauty and its fate to grow
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'and liars kill their kind but' her,my 'love creates love only' our
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nothing false and possible is love (who's imagined, therefore limitless) love's to giving as to keeping's give; as yes is to if, love is to yes
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true lovers in each happening of their hearts live longer than all which and every who;
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yes is a pleasant country: love is a deeper season than reason
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What concerns me fundamentaly is a meteoric burlesk melodrama, born of the immemorial adage love will find a way.
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A humbly poetic, gently clownlike, supremely innocent, and illimitably affectionate creature (slightly resembling a child's drawing of a cat, but gifted with the secret grace and obvious clumsiness of a penguin on terra firma) who is never so happy as when egoist-mouse, thwarting altruist-dog, hits her in the head with a brick. Dog hates mouse and worships 'cat', mouse despises 'cat' and hates dog, 'cat' hates no one and loves mouse.
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This hero and villain no more understand Krazy Kat than the mythical denizens of a two dimensional realm understand some three dimensional intruder. The world of Offissa Pupp and Ignatz Mouse is a knowledgeable power-world, in terms of which our unknowledgeable heroine is powerlessness personified. The sensical law of this world is might makes right; the nonsensical law of our heroine is love conquers all. To put the oak in the acorn: Ignatz Mouse and Offissa Puppers all. To put the oak in the acorn: Ignatz Mouse and Offissa Pupp (each completely convinced that his own particular brand of might makes right) are simple-minded - Krazy isn't - therefore, to Offissa Pupp and Ignatz Mouse, Krazy is. But if both our hero and our villain don't and can't understand our heroine, each of them can and each of them does misunderstand her differently. To our softhearted altruist, she is the adorably helpless incarnation of saintliness. To our hardhearted egoist, she is the puzzlingly indestructible embodiment of idiocy. The benevolent overdog sees her as an inspired weakling. The malevolent undermouse views her as a born target. Meanwhile Krazy Kat, through this double misunderstanding, fulfills her joyous destiny.
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i feel that(false and true are merely to know) Love only has ever been,is,and will ever be,So
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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
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-the great my darling happens to be that love are in we, that love are in we
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no evil is so worse than worst you fall in hate with love -human one mortally immortal i can turn immense all time's because to why
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unlove's the heavenless hell and the homeless home
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lovers alone wear sunlight
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The whole truth: sings only -and all lovers are the song
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it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
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it's love by whom (my beautiful friend) the gift to live is without until: :love was and shall be this only truth (a dream of a deed, born not to die)
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it's so damn sweet when Anybody- :makes you feel :for once (imag -ine) You
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we sans love equals mob
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hugest whole creation may be less incalculable than a single kiss
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the axis of the universe -love
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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... [from 'being to timelessness as it's to time,' published 1958]