When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
CZESLAW MILOSZHuman material seems to have one major defect: it does not like to be considered merely as human material. It finds it hard to endure the feeling that it must resign itself to passive acceptance of changes introduced from above.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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What is poetry which does not save nations or people?
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Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.
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Irony is the glory of slaves.
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A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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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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Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!
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Do not feel safe. The poet remembers. You can kill one, but another is born. The words are written down, the deed, the date.
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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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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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In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
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The purpose of poetry is to remind us / how difficult it is to remain just one person.
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Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he’s much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.
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