All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence.
CZESLAW MILOSZGrow 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.
More Czeslaw Milosz Quotes
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A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death – the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.
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Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth.
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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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Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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When I curse Fate, it’s not me, but the earth in me.
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If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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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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In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
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The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.
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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 true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.
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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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When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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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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