E. E. Cummings Quotes on Truth
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Art is a mystery. A mystery is something immeasurable. In so far as every child and woman and man may be immeasurable, art is the mystery of every man and woman and child. In so far as a human being is an artist, skies and mountains and oceans and thunderbolts and butterflies are immeasurable; and art is every mystery of nature. Nothing measurable can be alive; nothing which is not alive can be art; nothing which cannot be art is true: and everything untrue doesn't matter a very good God damn...
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There are certain things in which one is unable to believe for the simple reason that he never ceases to feel them. Things of this sort- things which are always inside of us and in fact are us and which consequently will not be pushed off or away where we can begin thinking about them- are no longer things; they, and the us which they are, equals A Verb; an IS.
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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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no sunbeam ever lies
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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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What concerns me fundamentaly is a meteoric burlesk melodrama, born of the immemorial adage love will find a way.
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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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An artist doesn't live in some geographical abstraction,superimposed on a part of this beautiful earth by the nonimagination of unanimals and dedicated to the proposition that massacre is a social virtue because murder is an individual vice. Nor does an artist live in some soi-disant world,nor does he live in some so-called universe,nor does he live in any number of 'worlds' or in any number of 'universes.' As for a few trifling delusions like the 'past' and 'present' and 'future' of quote mankind unquote,they may be big enough for a couple of billion supermechanized submorons but they're much too small for one human being.
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Every artist's strictly illimitable country is himself. An artist who plays that country false has committed suicide;and even a good lawyer cannot kill the dead. But a human being who's true to himself - whoever himself may be - is immortal;and all the atomic bombs of all the antiartists in spacetime will never civilize immortality.
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though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose,roses(you feel certain) will only smile
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The whole truth: sings only -and all lovers are the song
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follow no path all paths lead where truth is here
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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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a great man is gone. Tall as the truth was who; and wore his : life like a : sky.
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they flock and they flee through the thunder of seem though the stars in their silence say Be.
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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]