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I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.

Wislawa Szymborska

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Even the worst book can give us something to think about.
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In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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After every war someone has to tidy up.
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Somewhere out there the world must have an end.
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It’s just not easy to explain to someone else what you don’t understand yourself.
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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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I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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Absurd Myself Poem Preference Writing
Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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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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Even a graphomaniac is an extremely complicated person.
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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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I’m drowning in papers.
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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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God was finally going to believe in a man both good and strong, but good and strong are still two different men.
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