I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
the poems to come are for you and for me and are not for mostpeople... you and i are human beings; mostpeople are snobs.
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What this quote means
This quote emphasizes the personal nature of poetry, suggesting it resonates with those who appreciate it deeply, rather than with the superficial majority.
E. E. Cummings reflects on the intimacy and individuality of poetry, suggesting that its true value is found in the connection it fosters between two people who understand and cherish its deeper meanings. He contrasts this appreciation with the indifference of the 'mostpeople,' who may dismiss art as snobs, thus highlighting the inherent elitism in artistic appreciation and the importance of a genuine, human connection to creative expression.
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Example use cases
In a literary discussion about subjective interpretation, this quote may illustrate how poetry speaks uniquely to individuals.
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