I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKA- 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 SZYMBORSKA
- black
- grey
- blue
- red
- brown
- white
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.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
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There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAThere is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.
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Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKACarry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
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Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAGet to know other worlds, if only for comparison.
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What does the world get from two people/who exist in a world of their own?
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAWhat does the world get from two people/who exist in a world of their own?
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I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAI cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
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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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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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After every war someone has to tidy up.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAAfter every war someone has to tidy up.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKA -
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 SZYMBORSKAI 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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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.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAWhether 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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Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAIs a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
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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 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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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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Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAAny 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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