After every war someone has to tidy up.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKA- No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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After every war someone has to tidy up.
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This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAThis terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
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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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAThough I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune’s darlings.
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It’s a well-known fact: in order to follow doctor’s orders, you have to be healthy as a horse.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAIt’s a well-known fact: in order to follow doctor’s orders, you have to be healthy as a horse.
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Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKANothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.
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They say the first love’s most important. That’s very romantic, but not my experience.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAThey say the first love’s most important. That’s very romantic, but not my experience.
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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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAMy 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 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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAI 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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I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAI like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.
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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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKASomething 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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Memory at last has what I sought.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAMemory at last has what I sought.
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Dying – you can’t do that to a cat.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKADying – you can’t do that to a cat.
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Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKANothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAI don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAIn every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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Existentialists are monumentally and monotonously serious; they don’t like to joke.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAExistentialists are monumentally and monotonously serious; they don’t like to joke.
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