Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAI’m one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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Generally speaking, life is so rich and full of variety; you have to remember all the time that there is a comical side to everything.
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Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.
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Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous “I don’t know.
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Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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I am a tarsier and a tarsier’s son, the grandson and great-grandson of tarsiers, a tiny creature, made up of two pupils and whatever simply could not be left out.
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Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
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Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
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Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there’s no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.
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Loveless work, boring work, work valued only because others haven’t got even that much, however loveless and boring – this is one of the harshest human miseries.
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Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?
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At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.
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I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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I’d have to be really quick to describe clouds – a split second’s enough for them to start being something else.
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