Who knows if the moon'sa balloon, coming out of a keen cityin the sky--filled with pretty people?( and if you and I shouldget into it, if theyshould take me and take you into their balloon, why thenwe'd go up higher with all the pretty peoplethan houses and steeples and clouds:go sailingaway and away sailing into a keen city which nobody's ever visited, wherealways it's Spring)and everyone'sin love and flowers pick themselves . E.e. Cummings
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a...
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Colette
A weed is but an unloved flower.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and...
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Charlotte Eriksson
He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.
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Gemma Malley
You’re frustrated because you keep waiting for the blooming of flowers of which you have yet to sow the seeds.
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Steve Maraboli
More Quotes By E.e. Cummings
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhereI go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my...
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
I like my body when it is with yourbody. 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. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>i like to feel the spineof your body and its...
