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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAAll imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects.
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I’m one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.
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I slide my arm from under the sleeper’s head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.
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No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.
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All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.
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When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it.
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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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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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No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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After every war someone has to tidy up.
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Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.
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At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.
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The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.
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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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