when man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into because.
e. e. cummingsA wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.
e. e. cummingsi fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows
e. e. cummingsSo far as I am concerned, poetry and every other art was, is, and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality.
e. e. cummings...remember one thing only: that it's you-nobody else-who determines your destiny and decides your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
e. e. cummingsIf 180 million people want to be undead, that’s their funeral, but I happen to like being alive.
e. e. cummingsLet must or if be damned with whomever's afraid down with ought with because with every brain which thinks it thinks, nor dares to feel.
e. e. cummingsAt least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks.
e. e. cummingsThe 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. cummingsWhenever you think or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you're nobody-but-yourself.
e. e. cummingsO gouvernment francais, I think it was not very clever of You to put this terrible doll in La Ferte; for when Governments are found dead there is always a little doll on top of them, pulling and tweaking with his little hands to get back at the microscopic knife which sticks firmly in the quiet meat of their hearts.
e. e. cummingsA bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you're still dreaming but it's slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn't always say 'just wondering' when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars. Listen, there's a hell of a good universe next door, let's go.
e. e. cummingssomewhere i have never traveled, 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
e. e. cummingsmy sweet old etcetera aunt lucy during the recent war could and what is more did tell you just what everybody was fighting for, my sister isabel created hundreds (and hundreds) of socks not to mention shirts fleaproof earwarmers etcetera wristers etcetera, my mother hoped that i would die etcetera bravely of course my father used to become hoarse talking about how it was a privilege and if only he could meanwhile my self etcetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et cetera, of Your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera)
e. e. cummingsYou have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
e. e. cummingsyou 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. cummingsall by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep noone and anyone earth by april wish by spirit and if by yes
e. e. cummingsTime cannot children,poets,lovers tell- measure imagine,mystery,a kiss -not though mankind would rather know than feel
e. e. cummingsthings which in my mind blossom will stumble beneath a clumsiest disguise appear capable of fragility and indecision
e. e. cummings(and from my thighs which shrug and pant a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she carries in a gesture of her hips)
e. e. cummingsbecause it's Spring thingS dare to do people (& not the other way round)because it 's A pril Lives lead their own persons(in stead of everybodyelse's)but what's wholly marvellous my Darling is that you & i are more than you & i(be ca us e It's we)
e. e. cummingsAn intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects
e. e. cummingsSweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.
e. e. cummingsThere 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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