In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
CZESLAW MILOSZIt 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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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.
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I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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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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At every sunrise I renounce the doubts of night and greet the new day of a most precious delusion.
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Language is the only homeland.
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You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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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 defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
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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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For a country without a past is nothing, a word That, hardly spoken, loses its meaning, A perishable wall destroyed by flame, An echo of animal emotions.
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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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