And whatever I do will become forever what I’ve done.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAGod was finally going to believe in a man both good and strong, but good and strong are still two different men.
More Wislawa Szymborska Quotes
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Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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I’m drowning in papers.
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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.
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Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
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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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Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!
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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.
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When it comes, you’ll be dreaming that you don’t need to breathe; that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it’s part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.
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Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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It’s just not easy to explain to someone else what you don’t understand yourself.
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Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?
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Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous “I don’t know.
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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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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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