e. e. cummings Quotes:
Ocupation: Poet
Life: October 14, 1894 - September 3, 1962
Birthday: October 14
Death: September 3
I was too tired to think. I merely felt the town as a unique unreality. What was it? I knew -- the moon's picture of a town. These streets with their houses did not exist, they were but a ludicrous projection of the moon's sumptuous personality. This was a city of Pretend, created by the hypnotism of moonnight. -- Yet when I examined the moon she too seemed but a painting of a moon and the sky in which she lived a fragile echo of color. If I blew hard the whole shy mechanism would collapse gently with a neat soundless crash. I must not, or lose all.
source: E.E. Cummings (2015). “The Enormous Room”, p.46, Xist Publishing
topic: Tired, Unique, Moon, Sumptuous, Mechanism, These Streets
