When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
CZESLAW MILOSZForget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting.
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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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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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Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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We have become indifferent to content, and react, not even to form, but to technique, to technical efficiency itself.
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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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It’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.
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On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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What has no shadow has no strength to live.
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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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It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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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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What is poetry which does not save nations or people?
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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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I knew that I would speak in the language of the vanquished No more durable than old customs, family rituals, Christmas tinsel, and once a year the hilarity of carols.
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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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