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And whatever I do will become forever what I’ve done.

Wislawa Szymborska

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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Bliss Kiss Past Teaching Time Way
I’m working on the world, revised, improved edition, featuring fun for fools blues for brooders, combs for bald pates, tricks for old dogs.
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Dog Edition Myself Old Revision Work World
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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Death Easy Finding Live Love People True
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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Comedy Element Preserve Tragedy
I’m drowning in papers.
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Drown Myself One Liner Paper Poet
At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.
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Beginning Creativity Humanity Kind Life Love Man Myself Understand
Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?
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Boredom Day Description
Poetic talent doesn’t operate in a vacuum. There is a spirit of Polish poetry.
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Operate Poet Spirit Talent
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
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Chaos Hell Myself Order Preference
There’s simply too much fuss about myself.
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Confusion Mess Myself Simplicity
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.
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Fortune Kind Live Precise Question World
Dying – you can’t do that to a cat.
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Animal Cat Death Yourself
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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Breathe Darkness Dreams Music Need Rhythm Spark
When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it.
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Destroy Future Myself Past Silence Word
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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Myself Poem Quick Reading Time Work Writing

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