I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
CZESLAW MILOSZI 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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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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You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.
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Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he’s much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.
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Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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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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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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We have become indifferent to content, and react, not even to form, but to technique, to technical efficiency itself.
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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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The death of a man is like the fall of a mighty nation That had valiant armies, captains, and prophets, And wealthy ports and ships all over the seas.
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Do not feel safe. The poet remembers. You can kill one, but another is born. The words are written down, the deed, the date.
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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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