Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
Category Archive: e. e. cummings
Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.
I’m living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
Nothing recedes like progress.
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.
To like an individual because he’s black is just as insulting as to dislike him because he isn’t white.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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.