I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that while life is fleeting and limited, love is vast and enduring.
E.E. Cummings uses the metaphor of a tree to illustrate the transient nature of life, where each leaf symbolizes a part of our existence. In contrast, he compares love to the sky—boundless and infinite—implying that true love transcends the temporal nature of life, and although his presence may be limited, the love he offers is profound and everlasting.
Themes
LoveLifeTimeSkyEndurance
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech to express the enduring nature of their love.
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