e. e. cummings Quotes about Heart

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may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living

may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living

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Heart, Bird, Secret

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

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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Stars, Heart, Wonder

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

Only by you my heart always moves.

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Moving, Heart, My Heart

E. E. Cummings (1997). “ViVa”, p.70, W. W. Norton & Company

Who can tell truth from falsehood any more? I say it, and you feel it in your hearts: no man or woman on this big small earth. How should our sages miss the mark of life, and our most skillful players lose the game? your hearts will tell you, as my heart has told me: because all know, and no one understands.

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Heart, Player, Men

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

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Love, Heart, Littles

E. E. Cummings (1998). “No Thanks”, p.68, W. W. Norton & Company

it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch his heart, as mine in time not far away; if on another's face your sweet hair lay in such a silence as i know,or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch, stand helplessly before the spirit at bay; if this should be, i say if this should be- you of my heart, send me a little word; that i may go unto him, and take his hands, saying, Accept all happiness from me. Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

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Sweet, Strong, Heart

e. e. cummings (2014). “100 Selected Poems”, p.8, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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 - then men are old.

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Heart, Men, Bird

his lips drink water but his heart drinks wine

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Heart, Wine, Water

E. E. Cummings (1996). “Tulips and Chimneys”, p.16, W. W. Norton & Company

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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Love Yourself, Heart, Sunday

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

Damn everything but the circus! ...damn everything that is grim, dull, motionless, unrisking, inward turning, damn everything that won't get into the circle, that won't enjoy. That won't throw it's heart into the tension, surprise, fear and delight of the circus, the round world, the full existence.

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Heart, Circles, Inward

the other guineahen died of a broken heart and we came to New York. I used to sit at a table,drawing wings with a pencil that kept breaking and i kept remembering how your mind looked when it slept for several years,to wake up asking why. So then you turned into a photograph of somebody who’s trying not to laugh at somebody who’s trying not to cry

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New York, Heart, Years

E. E. Cummings (2001). “Etcetera: The Unpublished Poems of E. E. Cummings”, p.25, W. W. Norton & Company

O 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.

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Clever, Heart, Thinking

E.E. Cummings (2015). “The Enormous Room”, p.102, Xist Publishing