e. e. cummings Quotes About Sky

• I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.

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• in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

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  E. E. Cummings (1994). “Selected Poems”, p.127, W. W. Norton & Company

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• time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough

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  e. e. cummings (2014). “100 Selected Poems”, p.53, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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• love is thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly and less it shall unbe than all the sea which only is deeper than the sea love is less always than to win less never than alive less bigger than the least begin less littler than forgive it is most sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky

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  e. e. cummings (2014). “100 Selected Poems”, p.66, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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• Who knows if the moon's / a balloon, coming out of a keen city / in the sky - filled with pretty people?

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  1925 'Seven Poems, VII'. David Niven used the phrase for his autobiography, The Moon's a Balloon (1975).

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• 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 men are old may my mind stroll about hungry and fearless and thirsty and supple and even if it's sunday may i be wrong for whenever men are right they are not young and may myself do nothing usefully and love yourself so more than truly there's never been quite such a fool who could fail pulling all the sky over him with one smile

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  e. e. cummings (2014). “100 Selected Poems”, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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• I was too tired to think. I merely felt the town as a unique unreality. What was it? I knew -- the moon's picture of a town. These streets with their houses did not exist, they were but a ludicrous projection of the moon's sumptuous personality. This was a city of Pretend, created by the hypnotism of moonnight. -- Yet when I examined the moon she too seemed but a painting of a moon and the sky in which she lived a fragile echo of color. If I blew hard the whole shy mechanism would collapse gently with a neat soundless crash. I must not, or lose all.

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  E.E. Cummings (2015). “The Enormous Room”, p.46, Xist Publishing

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• 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)

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  Dream   Eye   Gay  

  E. E. Cummings, Richard Kostelanetz, John M. Rocco (1999). “AnOther E.E. Cummings”, p.182, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)

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• I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.

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• here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

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  E. E. Cummings (2013). “Like a perhaps hand: Poems. Gedichte”, p.45, C.H.Beck

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• When skies are hanged and oceans drowned, the single secret will still be man

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  E. E. Cummings (1994). “Selected Poems”, p.12, W. W. Norton & Company

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• A 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.

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  E. E. Cummings (1994). “Selected Poems”, p.27, W. W. Norton & Company

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• who knows if the moon's a balloon,coming out of a keen city in the sky--filled with pretty people? ( and if you and I should get into it,if they should take me and take you into their balloon, why then we'd go up higher with all the pretty people than houses and steeples and clouds: go sailing away and away sailing into a keen city which nobody's ever visited,where always it's Spring)and everyone's in love and flowers pick themselves

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  E. E. Cummings (1996). “Tulips and Chimneys”, p.172, W. W. Norton & Company

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