A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
CZESLAW MILOSZWhen a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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A man should not love the moon. An ax should not lose weight in his hand. His garden should smell of rotting apples, And grow a fair amount of nettles.
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It is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism.
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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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A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death – the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.
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A weak human mercy walks in the corridors of hospitals and is like a half-thawed winter.
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When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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The true enemy of man is generalization.
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.
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At every sunrise I renounce the doubts of night and greet the new day of a most precious delusion.
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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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I liked beaches, swimming pools, and clinics for there they were the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. I pitied them and myself, but this will not protect me. The word and the thought are over.
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Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth. Do not follow those who lie in contempt of reality. Let your lie be even more logical than the truth itself, so the weary travelers may find repose.
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Even if that is so, there will remain A word wakened by lips that perish, A tireless messenger who runs and runs Through interstellar fields, through the revolving galaxies, And calls out, protests, screams.
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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Consciousness even in my sleep changes primary colors. The features of my face melt like a wax doll in the fire. And who can consent to see in the mirror the mere face of man?
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We have become indifferent to content, and react, not even to form, but to technique, to technical efficiency itself.
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And if there is no lining to the world? If a thrush on a branch is not a sign, But just a thrush on the branch? If night and day Make no sense following each other?
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All of us yearn for the highest wisdom, but we have to rely on ourselves in the end.
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Our memory is childish and it saves only what we need.
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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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Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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It’s true that what is morbid is highly valued today, and so you may think that I am only joking or that I’ve devised just one more means of praising Art with the help of irony.
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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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