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It is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism.

Czeslaw Milosz

A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death – the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.
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Belief Betrayal Death Judgement People Theory Thinking True
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
Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Echo Mountain Poetry
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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Demand Fear Himself Hope Precious Return See
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
When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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Curse Earth Fate Myself
When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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Born Family Poet Writing
Human material seems to have one major defect: it does not like to be considered merely as human material. It finds it hard to endure the feeling that it must resign itself to passive acceptance of changes introduced from above.
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Acceptance Defect Endurance Human Introduction Material Oneself Passive
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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Art Day Irony Myself Praise Thinking True Value
Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Calm Goodness Lost Oblivion Sin Yourself
Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth.
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Growth Small Truth Yourself
Every poet depends upon generations who wrote in his native tongue; he inherits styles and forms elaborated by those who lived before him. At the same time, though, he feels that those old means of expression are not adequate to his own experience.
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Expression Form Generation Himself Inheritance Poet
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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Achievement Allow Finish Oneself Reality Settle Thinking
At every sunrise I renounce the doubts of night and greet the new day of a most precious delusion.
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Doubt Myself Night Precious Sunrise
The true enemy of man is generalization.
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Enemy Generalization Man True
The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul

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