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Czeslaw Milosz

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
You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!
CZESLAW MILOSZ

Death Illusion Live People Thinking
The death of a man is like the fall of a mighty nation That had valiant armies, captains, and prophets, And wealthy ports and ships all over the seas.
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Death Nation Sea Wealth
When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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Born Family Poet Writing
The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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Environment Oneself Shame
Forget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting.
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Earth Forget Reason Sparkle Suffering Yourself
When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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Curse Earth Fate Myself
The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul
Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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Difference Fall Love
Every poet depends upon generations who wrote in his native tongue; he inherits styles and forms elaborated by those who lived before him. At the same time, though, he feels that those old means of expression are not adequate to his own experience.
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Expression Form Generation Himself Inheritance Poet
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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Belief Death People True
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
The partition separating life from death is so tenuous. The unbelievable fragility of our organism suggests a vision on a screen: a kind of mist condenses itself into a human shape, lasts a moment and scatters.
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Break Death Kind Life Moments Partition Separate Vision
Do you know how it is when one wakes at night suddenly and asks, listening to the pounding heart: what more do you want, insatiable?
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Fear Listening Night Wake Up Yourself
I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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Friendship Myself Time
The true enemy of man is generalization.
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Enemy Generalization Man True

Be young forever, seasons of the earth.

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