Read for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIThis day’s nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.
More Adam Zagajewski Quotes
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A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas.
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Human life and objects and trees vibrate with mysterious meanings, which can be deciphered like cuneiform writing.
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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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The odds and ends of your mental surplus you carelessly throw at the world, one wants to be at a loss, in a maze; amazed, and amazingly unabashed.
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Gabriel Levin’s book is a journey through time and through entrenched animosities of the Middle East.
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Be sober, be intelligent, be educated, rely on the tangible reality as long as you can.
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Remember that the act of writing is a tiny part of a bigger something.
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And tracing the labyrinthine ways of your mind, the haphazard vagaries of your thoughts at ease,
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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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More ocean than terra firma. More shadow than form.
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And also read those whose darkness or malice or madness or greatness you can’t understand because only in this way will you grow, outlive yourself, and become what you are.
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But also read against yourselves, read for questioning and impotence, for despair and erudition…
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This day’s nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.
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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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