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Now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened.
e. e. cummings
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e. e. cummings
Age: 67 †
Born: 1894
Born: October 14
Died: 1962
Died: September 3
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
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it's no use trying to pretend that mostpeople and ourselves are alike. Mostpeople have less in common with ourselves than thesquarerootofminusone. You and I are human beings mostpeople are snobs.
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So far as I am concerned, poetry and every other art was, is, and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality.
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Time's a strange fellow more he gives than takes (and he takes all).
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If at the end of your first ten or fifteen years of fighting and working and feeling, you find you've written one line of one poem, you'll be very lucky indeed.
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The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
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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 - then men are old.
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Next to of course god America i / love you land of the pilgrims and so forth oh
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