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Keep up the good work, if only for a while, if only for the twinkling of a tiny galaxy.

Wislawa Szymborska

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Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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Code Light Secret
Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous “I don’t know.
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Born Inspirational Myself Unknown
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.
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Action Demand Myself Poor Preparation Reality
Something doesn’t start at its usual time. Something doesn’t happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.
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Disappear Start Stay Stubborn Time
Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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Beautiful Certain Confidence Life Time
I’d have to be really quick to describe clouds – a split second’s enough for them to start being something else.
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Cloud Description Enough Myself Quick Start
In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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Comedy Element Preserve Tragedy
I am a tarsier and a tarsier’s son, the grandson and great-grandson of tarsiers, a tiny creature, made up of two pupils and whatever simply could not be left out.
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Creature Myself Simplicity Son
Memory at last has what I sought.
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Last Memories Myself Thinking
Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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Common Poet Publish Reading Understand
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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Fortune Kind Live Precise Question World
Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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Gift Loan One Liner Perspective
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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Animal Appearance Conscious Different Human Oneself Try
They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one’s behind me, anyway.
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Hard Myself Oneself Sentence
No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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Death Family Love Mythical
Dying – you can’t do that to a cat.
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Animal Cat Death Yourself
I’m old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.
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Book Fashion Myself Old Past Reading Thinking Time
Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune’s darlings.
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Fortune Inspirational Place Poet Select
I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
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Fight Himself Imagination Myself Peace Quiet
I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.
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Myself Poetry Point Talk
The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.
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Hands Joy Mortal Perseverance Power Revenge Writing
Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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Death Easy Faith Live
It’s a well-known fact: in order to follow doctor’s orders, you have to be healthy as a horse.
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Doctor Fact Follow Health Order Yourself
Whether you want it or not, your genes have a political past, your skin a political tone. your eyes a political color. You walk with political steps on political ground.
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Color Ground Past Politics Walk Yourself
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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Absurd Myself Poem Preference Writing
There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.
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Deep Hide Quite Spiritual

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