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In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.

Czeslaw Milosz

Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.
CZESLAW MILOSZ

Believe Discover Human Learning Life Work
I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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Friendship Myself Time
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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Branch Each Other Follow Line World
Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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Catch Hold Illusion Man
If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Kind Man Myself
What has no shadow has no strength to live.
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Live Shadow Strength
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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Believe Flame Knife Life Myself
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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Live Speak Story Talk Tribute
I imagine the earth when I am no more: Women’s dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born, Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.
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Book Born Imagination Myself People Radiant Woman
I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy.
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Better Compose Form Philosophy Poetry
Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Echo Mountain Poetry
The child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.
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Children Trust Truth Wisdom
When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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Born Family Poet Writing
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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Belief Death People True
You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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Failure Myself Reach Try
Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth.
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Growth Small Truth Yourself

In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.

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