The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
CZESLAW MILOSZIt is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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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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A man should not love the moon. An ax should not lose weight in his hand. His garden should smell of rotting apples, And grow a fair amount of nettles.
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I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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Language is the only homeland.
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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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The purpose of poetry is to remind us / how difficult it is to remain just one person.
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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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You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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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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The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
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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.
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I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.
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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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I knew that I would speak in the language of the vanquished No more durable than old customs, family rituals, Christmas tinsel, and once a year the hilarity of carols.
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