I have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
CZESLAW MILOSZEven if that is so, there will remain A word wakened by lips that perish, A tireless messenger who runs and runs Through interstellar fields, through the revolving galaxies, And calls out, protests, screams.
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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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The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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Our memory is childish and it saves only what we need.
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When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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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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Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.
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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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It was only toward the middle of the twentieth century that the inhabitants of many European countries came, in general unpleasantly, to the realization that their fate could be influenced directly by intricate and abstruse books of philosophy.
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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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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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Forget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting.
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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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