Top 10 Famous E.E. Cummings Quotes (Best)
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
— E.E. Cummings
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
— E.E. Cummings
The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
— E.E. Cummings
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
— E.E. Cummings
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
— 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
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
— E.E. Cummings
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
— 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
Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.
— E.E. Cummings
E. E. Cummings Quotes About Love
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.
— E.E. Cummings
You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
— E.E. Cummings
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.
— E.E. Cummings
Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
— E.E. Cummings
Love is the whole and more than all.
— E.E. Cummings
Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
— E.E. Cummings
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
— E.E. Cummings
All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.
— E. E. Cummings.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.
— 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.
Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear;
— 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…
— E. E. Cummings.
Humanity I love you because when you’re hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.
— E. E. Cummings.
Something beats within my shirt to prove he is undead who living no one is. I have never loved you dear as now I love…
— E. E. Cummings.
Love being such, or such, the normal corners of your heart will never guess how much my wonderful jealousy is dark.
— E. E. Cummings.
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon, That floats forever and a day; I’ll sing you the jacinth song Of the probable stars…
— E. E. Cummings.
The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
— E. E. Cummings.
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 men are old.
— E. E. Cummings.
True lovers in each happening of their hearts live longer than all which and every who…
— E. E. Cummings.
Who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you…
— E. E. Cummings.
In thy beauty is the dilemma of flutes thy eyes are the betrayal of bells comprehended through incense.
— E. E. Cummings.
Love is thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail.
— E. E. Cummings.
His lips drink water but his heart drinks wine.
— E. E. Cummings.
Only by you my heart always moves.
— E. E. Cummings.
When Souls are outlawed, Hearts are sick, Hearts being sick, Minds nothing can.
— E. E. Cummings.
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart).
— E. E. Cummings.
Losing through you what seemed myself, I find selves unimaginably mine.
— E. E. Cummings.
Lady, I will touch you with my mind.
— 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.
Until I find the Only Flower, Which shall keep (I think) your little heart While the moon comes out of the sea.
— 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.
E. E. Cummings Quotes About Life
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.
— E. E. Cummings.
Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.
— E. E. Cummings.
Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
— E. E. Cummings.
I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
— E. E. Cummings.
Remember one thing only: that it’s you-nobody else-who determines your destiny and decides your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
— E. E. Cummings.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
— E. E. Cummings.
Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
— 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.
It’s spring when the world is puddle— wonderful.
— E. E. Cummings.
Here life is, moves; faintly. A wrist. The faint throb of blood, precise, miraculous… And they talk of dying!
— E. E. Cummings.
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
— E. E. Cummings.
I shall imagine life is not worth dying, if (and when) roses complain their beauties are in vain
— E. E. Cummings.
Very luckily for you and me, the uncivilized sun mysteriously shines on ‘good’ and ‘bad’ alike.
— E. E. Cummings.
I thank You God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes…
— E. E. Cummings.
If most people were to be born twice they’d improbably call it dying. You and I are not snobs. We can never be born enough.
— E. E. Cummings.
It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.
— E. E. Cummings.
Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
— E. E. Cummings.
Life’s not a paragraph And death I think is no parenthesis.
— E. E. Cummings.
Whiter than lilies which are born and cease for being whiter than this world.
— E. E. Cummings.
God’s terrible face, brighter than a spoon, collects the image of one fatal word; so that my life (which liked the sun and moon) resembles something that has not occurred.
— E. E. Cummings.
Really unreal world, will you perhaps do/the breathing for me while I am away?
— E. E. Cummings.
I mean that the blond absence of any program except last and always and first to live makes unimportant what I and you believe…
— E. E. Cummings.
That which we die for lives as wholly as that which we live for dies.
— E. E. Cummings.
The other guineahen died of a broken heart and we came to New York.
— E. E. Cummings.
Seeker of truth follow no path all paths lead where truth is here.
— E. E. Cummings.
I imagine that yes is the only living thing.
— 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.
E. Cummings Poetry Quotes
And poetry is feeling — not knowing or believing or thinking.
— E. E. Cummings.
If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
— E. E. Cummings.
As for expressing nobody— but— yourself in words, that means working just a little harder than anybody who isn’t a poet can possibly imagine.
— E. E. Cummings.
Such was a poet and shall be and is – who’ll solve the depths of horror to defend a sunbeam’s architecture with his life: and carve immortal jungles of despair to hold a mountain’s heartbeat in his hand.
— E. E. Cummings.
Though wish and world go down, one poem yet shall swim.
— E. E. Cummings.
Dead stars stink. dawn. Inane, the poetic carcass of a girl…
— E. E. Cummings.
Poetry and every other art was and is and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality.
— E. E. Cummings.
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.
— E. E. Cummings.
We all of us do exactly this nearly all of the time — and whenever we do it, we are not poets.
— E. E. Cummings.
In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems.
— E. E. Cummings.
More Best E. E. Cummings Quotes
A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
— E. E. Cummings.
To destroy is always the first step in any creation.
— 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.
Nothing recedes like progress.
— E. E. Cummings.
If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
— E. E. Cummings.
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach 10,000 stars how not to dance.
— 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.
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
— E. E. Cummings.
It takes three to make a child.
— E. E. Cummings.
At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks.
— E. E. Cummings.
Treat a man like dirt-he produces flower.
— E. E. Cummings.
If there are any heavens my mother will (all by herself) have one.
— E. E. Cummings.
Unlove’s the heavenless hell and the homeless home.
— E. E. Cummings.
I think you will be tired of telling me & my dreams to go to hell.
— E. E. Cummings.
I think, I too, have known autumn too long.
— E. E. Cummings.
Toms can be Dicks and Dicks can be Harrys, but none of them can ever be you.
— E. E. Cummings.
What concerns me fundamentally is a meteoric burlesk melodrama.
— E. E. Cummings.
Measureless our pure living complete love whose doom is beauty and its fate to grow.
— E. E. Cummings.
I remember we all cried like the Missouri when my Uncle Sol’s coffin lurched because somebody pressed a button (and down went my uncle Sol and started a worm farm).
— E. E. Cummings.
Life included, this Play isn’t ‘about,’ it simply is. Don’t try to enjoy it, let it try to enjoy you.
— E. E. Cummings.
There are certain things in which one is unable to believe for the simple reason that he never ceases to feel them.
— E. E. Cummings.
Since the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be afraid.
— E. E. Cummings.
She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.
— E. E. Cummings.
The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.
— E. E. Cummings.
The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
— E. E. Cummings.
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
— E. E. Cummings.
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
— E. E. Cummings.
Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own.
— E. E. Cummings.
Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.
— 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.
