E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks.

— E.E. (Edward. 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. (Edward. E.) Cummings

It takes three to make a child.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

when god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

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

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

The earth laughs in flowers.

— E.E. (Edward. 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. (Edward. E.) Cummings

It is with roses and locomotives (not to mention acrobats Spring electricity Coney Island the 4th of July the eyes of mice and Niagara Falls) that my poems are competing.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

A politician is an ass upon which everyone has sat except a man.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

Nothing recedes like progress.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

… and down they forgot as up they grew

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

Lovers alone wear sunlight

— E.E. (Edward. E.) Cummings

I Carry your heart. (I carry it in my heart).

— E.E. (Edward. 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. (Edward. E.) Cummings