E. E. Cummings Quotes

Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.

A draftsman of words.

Humane, but not human.

for whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.

Anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

We doctors know a hopeless case if—listen: there’s a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go.

pity this busy monster, manunkind, not. Progress is a comfortable disease.

my father moved through dooms of love through sames of am through haves of give, singing each morning out of each night my father moved through depths of height.

because my father lived his soul love is the whole and more than all.

What about the world, Mr Cummings? I live in so many: which one do you mean?

unless statistics lie he was more brave than me: more blond than you.

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.

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.

why talk of beauty what could be more beautiful than these heroic happy dead who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter they did not stop to think they died instead then shall the voices of liberty be mute ? He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water.

‘next to of course god america i love you land of the pilgrims’ and so forth oh say can you see by the dawn’s early my  country ’tis of centuries come and go and are no more what of it we should worry in every language even deafanddumb they sons acclaim you glorious name by gorry by jingo by gee by gosh by gum.

If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little—somebody who is obsessed by Making.