Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he’s much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.
CZESLAW MILOSZThe history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.
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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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A weak human mercy walks in the corridors of hospitals and is like a half-thawed winter.
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Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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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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What has no shadow has no strength to live.
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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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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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I imagine the earth when I am no more: Women’s dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born, Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.
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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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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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The partition separating life from death is so tenuous. The unbelievable fragility of our organism suggests a vision on a screen: a kind of mist condenses itself into a human shape, lasts a moment and scatters.
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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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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.
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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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When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.
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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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And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.
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Language is the only homeland.
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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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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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He returns years later, has no demands. He wants only one, most precious thing: To see, purely and simply, without name, Without expectations, fears, or hopes, At the edge where there is no I or not-I.
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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