You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!
CZESLAW MILOSZYou who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!
CZESLAW MILOSZYou see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
CZESLAW MILOSZThe living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
CZESLAW MILOSZWhen I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
CZESLAW MILOSZWhat 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.
CZESLAW MILOSZThe history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.
CZESLAW MILOSZEven 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.
CZESLAW MILOSZGrow 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.
CZESLAW MILOSZOn the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
CZESLAW MILOSZI have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
CZESLAW MILOSZOnly 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 MILOSZIt’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.
CZESLAW MILOSZThe child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.
CZESLAW MILOSZPoetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
CZESLAW MILOSZLove means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.
CZESLAW MILOSZLanguage is the only homeland.
CZESLAW MILOSZ