It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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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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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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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The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.
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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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Be young forever, seasons of the earth.
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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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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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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 a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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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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Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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The true enemy of man is generalization.
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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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