E. E. Cummings was an American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright. He is known for his modernist and postmodernist style of writing, which often featured unconventional punctuation and syntax. His works are characterized by a focus on form and language, often including themes of love, nature, and spirituality.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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.
The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
It is with roses and locomotives (not to mention acrobats Spring electricity Coney Island the 4th of July the eyes of mice and Niagara Falls) that my poems are competing.
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. — E. E. cummings
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds. — E. E. cummings
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. — E. E. cummings
E. E. Cummings Short Quotes
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
it's spring when the world is puddle-wonderful
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart [ i carry it in my heart ]
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
E. E. cummings Famous Quotes And Sayings
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. — E. E. cummings
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit. — E. E. cummings
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds. — E. E. cummings
Peering from some high window; at the gold of November sunset
(and feeling that if day has to become night this is a beautiful way). — E. E. cummings
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. — E. E. cummings
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 — E. E. cummings
The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains. — E. E. cummings
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) — E. E. cummings
may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living — E. E. cummings
To destroy is always the first step in any creation. — E. E. cummings
Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear. . . — E. E. cummings
I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness — E. E. cummings
Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question. — E. E. cummings
Take the so-called standard of living. What do most people mean by "living"? They don’t mean living. They mean the latest and closest plural approximation to singular prenatal passivity which science, in its finite but unbounded wisdom, has succeeded in selling their wives. — E. E. cummings
America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn't standing still. — E. E. cummings
great men burn bridges before they come to them — E. E. cummings
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long. — E. E. cummings
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense. — E. E. cummings
Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups violets dandelions And the big bullying daisies through the field wonderful with eyes a little sorry Another comes also picking flowers — E. E. cummings
Lovers alone wear sunlight. — E. E. cummings
Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink. — E. E. cummings
i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows — E. E. cummings
I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky. — E. E. cummings
I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart. — E. E. cummings
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you — E. E. cummings
Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love. — E. E. cummings
Love is the whole and more than all. — E. E. cummings
I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. — E. E. cummings
Be of love a little more careful than of anything. — E. E. cummings
The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying 'anywhere but here'. — E. E. cummings
An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects — E. E. cummings
A politician is an ass upon which everyone has sat except a man. — E. E. cummings
Who knows if the moon's / a balloon, coming out of a keen city / in the sky - filled with pretty people? — E. E. cummings
The sweet small clumsy feet of april came into the ragged meadow of my soul. — E. E. cummings
Unbeing dead isn't being alive. — E. E. cummings
may i be i is the only prayer--not may i be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong today... may i be me....five foot eleven, brown hair/eyed, smart, serious, happy, frustrated, impatient, joyful, running, sleeping, smiling, eating, trying, believing, listening, being & becoming. — E. E. cummings
A pretty girl who is naked / is worth a million statues — E. E. cummings
Well, write poetry, for God's sake, it's the only thing that matters. — E. E. cummings
life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis — E. E. cummings
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands — E. E. cummings
What if a dawn of a doom of a dream bites this universe in two, peels forever out of his grave, and sprinkles nowhere with me and you? — E. E. cummings
Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination. — E. E. cummings
For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-mysteries creates them all: nothing false and possible is love (who's imagined,therefore limitless) love's to giving as to keeping's give; as yes is to if,love is to yes — E. E. cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) — E. E. cummings
In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee — E. E. cummings
To like an individual because he's black is just as insulting as to dislike him because he isn't white. — E. E. cummings
-Before leaving my room i turn, and (stooping through the morning) kiss this pillow, dear where our heads lived and were. — E. E. cummings
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 — E. E. cummings
There is no music unless the drum and the drummer are one. — E. E. cummings
The theory of the free press is not that the truth will be presented completely or perfectly in any one instance, but that the truth will emerge from free discussion — E. E. cummings
The sensual mysticism of entire vertical being. — E. E. cummings
all by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep noone and anyone earth by april wish by spirit and if by yes — E. E. cummings
Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own. — E. E. cummings
At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks. — E. E. cummings
...on forever's very now we stand. — E. E. cummings
Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves. — E. E. cummings
All in green went my love riding — E. E. cummings
O to be in finland/ now that russia's here) — E. E. cummings
So, when kiss Spring comes
we'll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss
lips because tic clocks tock don't make
a toctic difference
to kisskiss you and to
kiss me. — E. E. cummings
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility — E. E. cummings
Meanwhile myself et cetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et cetera, of your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera.) — E. E. cummings
Seeker of truth follow no path all paths lead where truth is here. — E. E. cummings
notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening — E. E. cummings
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. — E. E. cummings
things which in my mind blossom will stumble beneath a clumsiest disguise appear capable of fragility and indecision — E. E. cummings
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. — E. E. cummings
Unlove's the heavenless hell and the homeless home. — E. E. cummings
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone. — E. E. cummings
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I 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 sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
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) — E. E. cummings
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance — E. E. cummings
Miracles are to come. With you I leave a remembrance of miracles: they are by somebody who can love and who shall be continually reborn, a human being. — E. E. cummings
who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you — E. E. cummings
The Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls are unbeautiful and have comfortable minds. — E. E. cummings
Lessons hide in his wrinkles. Bells ding in the oldness of eyes. Did he by, any chance, tell children that there are such monstrous things as peace and goodwill...a corrupter of youth no doubt. — E. E. cummings
-tomorrow is our permanent address and there they’ll scarcely find us(if they do, we’ll move away still further:into now — E. E. cummings
To be nobody but
yourself in a world
which is doing its best day and night to make you like
everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
which any human being can fight and never stop fighting. — E. E. cummings
(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift) — E. E. cummings
suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head. — E. E. cummings
Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain — E. E. cummings
hopes dance best on bald men's hair — E. E. cummings
when god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began — E. E. cummings
Spring slattern of seasons
you have soggy legs
and a muddy petticoat
drowsy
is your hair your
eyes are sticky with
dream and you have a sloppy body from
being brought to bed of crocuses
when you sing in your whisky voice
the grass rises on the head of the earth
and all the trees are put on edge
spring
of the excellent jostle of
thy hips
and the superior — E. E. cummings
What time is it? It is by every star a different time, and each most falsely true. — E. E. cummings
if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)haveone. It will not be a pansy heaven ora fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley butit will be a heaven of blackred rosesmy father will be(deep like a rosetall like a rose)standing near myswaying over her(silent)with eyes which are really petals and seenothing with the face of a poet really whichis a flower and not a face withhandswhich whisperThis is my beloved my(suddenly in sunlighthe will bow,and the whole garden will bow) — E. E. cummings
mr youse needn't be so spry concernin questions arty each has his tastes but as for i i likes a certain party gimme the he-man's solid bliss for youse ideas i'll match youse a pretty girl who naked is is worth a million statues — E. E. cummings
The earth laughs in flowers. — E. E. cummings
It takes three to make a child. — E. E. cummings
...losing through you what seemed myself, i find selves unimaginably mine; beyond sorrow's own joys and hopings very fears yours is the light by which my spirit's born: yours is the darkness of my soul's return... you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. — E. E. cummings
The only man, woman, or child who wrote a simple declarative sentence with seven grammatical errors "is dead." — E. E. cummings
Love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skillfully curled) all worlds — E. E. cummings
Nothing recedes like progress. — E. E. cummings
Life Lessons by E. E. cummings
E.E. Cummings taught us to express ourselves freely and without fear of judgement. He showed us that language can be used to create beautiful and meaningful works of art. His poetry encourages us to think outside the box and to be creative and imaginative in our writing.
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