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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKANothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
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Out of every hundred people, those who always know better: fifty-two.
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Generally speaking, life is so rich and full of variety; you have to remember all the time that there is a comical side to everything.
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It’s just not easy to explain to someone else what you don’t understand yourself.
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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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Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
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I’m old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.
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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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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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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 cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.
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Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.
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Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.
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I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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