Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
CZESLAW MILOSZWhen I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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What is poetry which does not save nations or people?
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Do 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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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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Irony is the glory of slaves.
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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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I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy.
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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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I have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
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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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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Be young forever, seasons of the earth.
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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 soul exceeds its circumstances.
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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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