Quotes by E. E. Cummings

The smallest seed, if planted deep, can bloom the wildest freedom.

Find beauty in the imperfect; for perfection is but a gilded cage.

The smallest act of kindness is a universe unfolding.

Don't ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

In the chaos, find the dance.

To truly feel, you must risk the ache.

The smallest act, if bravely done, can become the largest star in someone's sky.

Don't try to be less, be more of you.

The world blooms anew, each time eyes open to see it fresh.

Yesterday’s shadow cannot darken today’s sun.

To be nobody-but-yourself – in a world doing its best to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human can fight, and never stop fighting.

The best journeys are those taken inward.

To build castles, first learn to love the sand.

The world is a poem, unfinished, waiting for your verse to give it meaning.

If a path be crooked, make it dance.

Listen: there’s a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go.

Let your heart be a garden, where even weeds bloom with unexpected grace.

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

The heart, a fragile compass, points always towards what truly matters.

The world is a canvas, and silence, its most profound color.

Don't mistake the path for the destination. The journey itself is the only true place.

To sing your song, you must first silence the world's noise.

Yesterday's rain is today's bloom.

To understand the wind, become the leaf. To know yourself, become the silence.

Let yesterday's thorns bloom into tomorrow's roses.

To truly see, one must first un-see. The world, a canvas of constant re-creation.

To live, is to dance between the stars and shadows; embrace them both.

To truly see, shed what you think you know.

Let the heart lead, even when the mind protests with perfect logic.

The smallest seed holds a forest's promise.

Believe. Even when belief itself seems a foolish dream.

Dance with the absurd, for in its heart, truth whispers secrets unknown to the serious mind.

To truly see, one must sometimes close their eyes.

Yesterday's sorrow is today's strength, if only you let it be.

The quietest moments often shout the loudest truths.

What if, instead of searching for answers, we danced with the questions?

Be still. Let the silence speak, for words often hide the truth we seek.

The heart knows seasons the mind cannot fathom.

Forget the perfect. Embrace the beautifully flawed.

To feel is to live twice.

To live is not merely to breathe; it is to orchestrate silence into a symphony of moments, each note a testament to the audacity of being.

The world is a canvas, paint it with your heart.

Let your heart be your compass, even when lost.

To live is not merely to exist, but to become.

Don't try to be brave, be brave enough to be yourself.