Once in a while it vanishes – in the sense that I become deaf to beauty for a week or two or three.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIRead for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head.
More Adam Zagajewski Quotes
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Read for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head.
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But I was only a chaotic walker, nobody could stop me; even a totalitarian state was not able to control my daydreams, my poetic fascinations, the pattern of my walking.
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I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean.
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As if entrapped in a tropical heatwave, with dozens of whirlwinds swirling in one’s mind, one thinks of a way out, or a way in: out of the scorching bosom of a volcano, and in – into the centre of a raging hurricane.
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Time takes life away and gives us memory, gold with flame, black with embers.
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And now, advice for beginning mystics.
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Cities at daybreak are no one’s, and have no names. And I, too, have no name, dawn, the stars growing pale, the train picking up speed.
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There exists a meaning, hidden from day to day, but accessible in moments of greatest attentiveness, in those moments when consciousness loves the world.
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A brilliant poet is at work here-a poet in the rugged landscape of conflict and pain.
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A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas.
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In summer the empire of insects spreads.
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Be sober, be intelligent, be educated, rely on the tangible reality as long as you can.
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A certain traveler who knew many continents was asked what he found most remarkable of all.
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Defend the value of the spiritual experience and if somebody tells you it’s an old fashioned notion, laugh loudly and serenely.
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A blessing because it brings about a movement, an energy which, when it peaks, creates a poem. Or a moment of happiness.
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