For a country without a past is nothing, a word That, hardly spoken, loses its meaning, A perishable wall destroyed by flame, An echo of animal emotions.
CZESLAW MILOSZDo 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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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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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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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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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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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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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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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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When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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The purpose of poetry is to remind us / how difficult it is to remain just one person.
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It was only toward the middle of the twentieth century that the inhabitants of many European countries came, in general unpleasantly, to the realization that their fate could be influenced directly by intricate and abstruse books of philosophy.
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A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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The child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.
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What is this enigmatic impulse that does not allow one to settle down in the achieved, the finished? I think it is a quest for reality.
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Do not feel safe. The poet remembers. You can kill one, but another is born. The words are written down, the deed, the date.
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