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.
CZESLAW MILOSZConsolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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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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When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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Irony is the glory of slaves.
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The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is to remain just one person, for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors, and invisible guests come in and out at will.
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I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy.
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I knew that I would speak in the language of the vanquished No more durable than old customs, family rituals, Christmas tinsel, and once a year the hilarity of carols.
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All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence.
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Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.
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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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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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All of us yearn for the highest wisdom, but we have to rely on ourselves in the end.
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I think that I am here, on this earth, to present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I were sent so that whatever takes place has meaning because it changes into memory.
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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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