Unbeing dead isn't being alive. - E.E. Cummings

"a wind has blown the rain away & the sky away & all the leaves away, & the trees stand. i think i, too, have known autumn too long."

"Who can tell truth from falsehood any more?I say it, and you feel it in your hearts:no man or woman on this big small earth.How should our sages miss the mark of life,and our most skillful players lose the game?your hearts will tell you, as my heart has told me:because all know, and no one understands."

"Such was a poet and shall be and is-who'll solve the depths of horror to defend a sunbeam's architecture with his life: and carve immortal jungles of despair to hold a mountain's heartbeat in his hand."

"down with hell and heaven and all the religious fussinfinity pleased our parents one inch looks good to us"

"Unbeing dead isn't being alive."