e. e. cummings Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

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  Love, Trust, Stars

• 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

• 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.

• 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

• 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

• 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

• 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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  I Love You, Spiritual, Stars

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

• 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

• 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.

• i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

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  Love, Relationship, Valentines Day

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

• 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.

• dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you (trees are their roots and wind is wind) trust your heart if the seas catch fire (and live by love though the stars walk backward) honour the past but welcome the future (and dance your death away at this wedding) never mind a world with its villains or heroes (for god likes girls and tomorrow and the earth)

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  Girl, Dream, Stars

• love being such, or such, the normal corners of your heart will never guess how much my wonderful jealousy is dark

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  Heart, Dark, Normal

• 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

• 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

• 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

• 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

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