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Memory at last has what I sought.

Wislawa Szymborska

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I started earning a living as a poet rather early on.
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Live Myself Poet Start
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
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Chaos Hell Myself Order Preference
They say the first love’s most important. That’s very romantic, but not my experience.
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Experience Important Love Myself Romantic
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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Creature Myself Simplicity Son
All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.
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Memories Myself Search
Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.
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Action Demand Myself Poor Preparation Reality
Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.
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Land Life Scratch Time
Even the worst book can give us something to think about.
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Book Mindset Thinking Worst
I’m old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.
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Book Fashion Myself Old Past Reading Thinking Time
All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.
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Agreement Best Common Imagination Reality Regard
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
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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Boredom Human Love Misery Work
No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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Death Family Love Mythical
All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.
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Easy Imperfection Service Small Tolerance
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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Cloud Description Enough Myself Quick Start
Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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Death Easy Faith Live

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