When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
CZESLAW MILOSZIt is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism.
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The child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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I have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
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When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth. Do not follow those who lie in contempt of reality. Let your lie be even more logical than the truth itself, so the weary travelers may find repose.
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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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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 think that I am here, on this earth, to present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I were sent so that whatever takes place has meaning because it changes into memory.
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Consciousness even in my sleep changes primary colors. The features of my face melt like a wax doll in the fire. And who can consent to see in the mirror the mere face of man?
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In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
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You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!
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What has no shadow has no strength to live.
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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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The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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