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The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.

Czeslaw Milosz

Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Calm Goodness Lost Oblivion Sin Yourself
The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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Environment Oneself Shame
All of us yearn for the highest wisdom, but we have to rely on ourselves in the end.
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End High Independent Ourselves Wisdom
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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Live Speak Story Talk Tribute
When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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Beyond Line Side Sunset World
It is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism.
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Communication Experience Impossible Knowledge People
The child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.
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Children Trust Truth Wisdom
And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.
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Beyond Death Essence Forest Heaven Rise Run Sun Wait
I’ve always regretted that I’m made of contradictions. But, if contradiction is impossible to overcome, we have to accept both its ends.
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Acceptance End Impossible Regret
Consciousness even in my sleep changes primary colors. The features of my face melt like a wax doll in the fire. And who can consent to see in the mirror the mere face of man?
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Change Color Conscious Consent Man Primary Sleep
You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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Failure Myself Reach Try
The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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Better History Inspirational Passion Reason Voice
It’s true that what is morbid is highly valued today, and so you may think that I am only joking or that I’ve devised just one more means of praising Art with the help of irony.
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Art Day Irony Myself Praise Thinking True Value
The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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Circle Day End Repair World
Even if that is so, there will remain A word wakened by lips that perish, A tireless messenger who runs and runs Through interstellar fields, through the revolving galaxies, And calls out, protests, screams.
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Awakening Call Lips Protest Run Scream Word

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