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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.

Czeslaw Milosz

Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Calm Goodness Lost Oblivion Sin Yourself
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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Branch Each Other Follow Line World
Human 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.
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Acceptance Defect Endurance Human Introduction Material Oneself Passive
Not that I want to be a god or a hero. Just to change into a tree, grow for ages, not hurt anyone.
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God Growth Hero Hurt Transformation
The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul
It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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End Expedition Myself Sweet Thinking
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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Live Speak Story Talk Tribute
Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
CZESLAW MILOSZ

Difference Fall Love
At every sunrise I renounce the doubts of night and greet the new day of a most precious delusion.
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Doubt Myself Night Precious Sunrise
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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Circle Day End Repair World
In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
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Anonymous Gun People Room Sound Truth Word
If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Kind Man Myself
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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Death Nation Sea Wealth
Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Echo Mountain Poetry
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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Belief Death People True
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?
CZESLAW MILOSZ

Change Color Conscious Consent Man Primary Sleep

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