282 Quotes by 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)

love is a deeper season than reason; my sweet one

That which we die for lives as wholly as that which we live for dies.

yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?

By the way, a gendarme assured me this is not a prison.

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

in time of daffodils(who know the goal of living is to grow) forgetting why,remember how in time of lilacs who proclaim the aim of waking is to dream, remember so(forgetting seem) in time of roses(who amaze our now and here with paradise) forgetting if,remember yes in time of all sweet things beyond whatever mind may comprehend, remember seek(forgetting find) and in a mystery to be (when time from time shall set us free) forgetting me,remember me