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.
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.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.
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Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there’s no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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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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Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.
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Loveless work, boring work, work valued only because others haven’t got even that much, however loveless and boring – this is one of the harshest human miseries.
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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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I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.
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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.
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What does the world get from two people/who exist in a world of their own?
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Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
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There’s simply too much fuss about myself.
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God was finally going to believe in a man both good and strong, but good and strong are still two different men.
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All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.
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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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