You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
CZESLAW MILOSZA true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.
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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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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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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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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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And if there is no lining to the world? If a thrush on a branch is not a sign, But just a thrush on the branch? If night and day Make no sense following each other?
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Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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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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It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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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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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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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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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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I liked beaches, swimming pools, and clinics for there they were the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. I pitied them and myself, but this will not protect me. The word and the thought are over.
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