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"Remember:all the thoughts you have of yourself and others are written on your face. Make them kind."
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"I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all."
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"There are poets,there are philosophers, there are spiritualists and me. I try to foot the bill of these mighty three."
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"The word in your mouth is anarchy."
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"And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking."
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"I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down."
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"Words make known. But we live in the unknown."
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"There are many things which can not be expressed by words. There are many words which can not be spelled by human tongue. There are many tongues which utter one single truth."
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"Hunger is a wayOf standing outside windowsThe entering takes away."
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"Neither Aristotelian nor Russellian rules give the exact logic of any expression of ordinary language; for ordinary language has no exact logic."
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"Actions are the first tragedy in life, words are the second. Words are perhaps the worst. Words are merciless."
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"Can we share my eyes so you can see what I see?Can we share my ears so you can hear what I hear?Can you perch on my shouldersso you can go where I go?Always in my heart, I don't experience anything separate from you.This shared wonderment becomes doubled.This shared love becomes infinite."
Connection
"Think the tree that bears nutrition:though the fruits are picked, the plant maintains fruition.So give all the love you have.Do not hold any in reserve.What is given is not lost; it shall return."
Generosity
"May we always be burdened with thinking of the suffering of others, for that is what it means to be human."
Compassion
"I have become intoxicated again.You are such a potent wine, my friend.To escape your withdrawal effects,tomorrow I will drink in excess.Alas, why make me love?I was aware, conscious, and sensible before.I am ill by cause of this illusion.The devil plays tricks on me more and more.I was a harp you immaculately plucked at will.Your score, the nightingale song withinnotes composed to imprison and bear me wings.Oh, if only they could hear how it sings!I am now beyond parched.My strings left untouched.You are no longer an oasis, my friend,but a mirage soon coming to an end."
Emotion
"The first music I ever heard was only one hundred and sixty days after I was conceived. Da dum Da dum Da dum Have you ever heard the sound a blessing makes? This is it. The first thing I ever saw was only one hundred and eighty days after I was conceived. It was a bright light soft like clouds warm like candles. Have you ever seen the colour of a blessing? This is it. The first time I ever suffered was in the three thousand and sixty seconds after I was born. I listened for her heartbeat. I searched for her light. I cried for the first time until she was born. Have you ever known a blessing? A twin is it."
Life
"I long for the day when I hear the musicwithout any song."
Music
"We all live but a hundred years. When I am with you, I live it in a matter of days."
Life
"The only thing that prevents us from being happy is thinking."
Happiness
"Come back to me.Where have you gone?And why so long?I miss the star below your lip,the constellation on your chest.I miss your ways,how you net butter-flying words and release themfor others to enjoy.I miss your tenderness,the sweetness of your breathand the song of your voice.I miss howyou worship me.Come back to me once more.Why did you go?And whatever for?The heavens plotted against us.The clouds came andpissed on our lives.The smell of charged particlesstill lingers in the air.What will become of you and I?Come back to us."
Love
"Come into my world. I will show you the phenomenon that Stendhal experienced. I will help you feel the cascading arpeggios of Wagner's overture. I will dance to Doga's waltzes with you. A day spent without appreciating the beauty surrounding us is a waste. Let me appreciate you."
Beauty
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