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.
CZESLAW MILOSZI’ve always regretted that I’m made of contradictions. But, if contradiction is impossible to overcome, we have to accept both its ends.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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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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When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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From life, from the apple cut by the flaming knife, what grain will be saved? My son, believe me, nothing remains, Only adult toil, the furrow of fate in the palm. Only toil, Nothing more.
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The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is to remain just one person, for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors, and invisible guests come in and out at will.
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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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All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence.
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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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I have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
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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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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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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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A weak human mercy walks in the corridors of hospitals and is like a half-thawed winter.
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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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Forget 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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