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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.

Czeslaw Milosz

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
If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Kind Man Myself
Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.
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Believe Discover Human Learning Life Work
Language is the only homeland.
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Home Land Language
A weak human mercy walks in the corridors of hospitals and is like a half-thawed winter.
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Hospital Human Walk Weakness Winter
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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Change Earth Memories Present Report Thinking
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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Achievement Allow Finish Oneself Reality Settle Thinking
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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Finding Growth Reality Small Travel Tree Truth
I’ve always regretted that I’m made of contradictions. But, if contradiction is impossible to overcome, we have to accept both its ends.
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Acceptance End Impossible Regret
I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees.
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Existence Myself River Suffering
Every poet depends upon generations who wrote in his native tongue; he inherits styles and forms elaborated by those who lived before him. At the same time, though, he feels that those old means of expression are not adequate to his own experience.
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Expression Form Generation Himself Inheritance Poet
I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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Friendship Myself Time
When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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Beyond Line Side Sunset World
Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.
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Attribute Description Desire Eyes Himself See
Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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Divide Poetry Yourself
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.
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Bone Flesh Myself Thinking

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