Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.
CZESLAW MILOSZI am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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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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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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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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What has no shadow has no strength to live.
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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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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.
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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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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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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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Be young forever, seasons of the earth.
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It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees.
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