I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy.
CZESLAW MILOSZThe soul exceeds its circumstances.
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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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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?
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You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!
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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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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 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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When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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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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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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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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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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Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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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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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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All of us yearn for the highest wisdom, but we have to rely on ourselves in the end.
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