No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAI prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.
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I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Animals don’t even try to look any different from what nature intended. They humbly wear their shells, scales, spines, plumes, pelts, and down. The conscious impulse to change one’s appearance is found only among humans.
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I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous “I don’t know.
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I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.
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They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one’s behind me, anyway.
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We’re extremely fortunate not to know precisely the kind of world we live in. One would have to live a long, long time, unquestionably longer than the world itself.
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My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.
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I’m working on the world, revised, improved edition, featuring fun for fools blues for brooders, combs for bald pates, tricks for old dogs.
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Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?
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Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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