i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you, i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs, and possibly i like the thrill of under me you so quite new.
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. Anaïs Nin I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved. George Eliot 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.
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart [ i carry it in my heart ]
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
Because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
may I be I is the only prayer--not may I be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong.
I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.
As small as a world as large as alone.
Love is the whole and more than all.
You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.
time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough
The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
there's time for laughing and there's time for crying— for hoping for despair for peace for longing —a time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness
Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
Do not hate or fear the artist in yourselves... Honor and love him...do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night.
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