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

I think you will be tired of telling me & my dreams to go to hell

— E.E. Cummings

It's spring and the goat-footedballoonMan whistlesfarandwee

— E.E. Cummings

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

— E.E. Cummings

I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery with chasteness of sea-girls Will I complete the mystery of my flesh will rise After a thousand yearslippingflowers And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

— E.E. Cummings

... (lady i will touch you with my mind.) Touch you, that is all/lightly, and you utterly will become with infinite care/ the poem which I do not write.

— E.E. Cummings

L(deadfalls)loneliness

— E.E. Cummings

Life's not a paragraph And death I think is no parenthesis

— E.E. Cummings

Love being such, or such, the normal corners of your hear twill never guess how muchly wonderful jealousy is dark

— E.E. Cummings

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