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 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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Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
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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.
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I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.
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Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.
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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.
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Nothing’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.
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In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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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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They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one’s behind me, anyway.
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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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I’m old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.
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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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It’s just not easy to explain to someone else what you don’t understand yourself.
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This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
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