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Wisława Szymborska quotes - page 3
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.
Wisława Szymborska
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.
Wisława Szymborska
I am my own obstacle.
Wisława Szymborska
It's shocking, the positions, the unchecked simplicity with which one mind contrives to fertilize another! Such positions the Kama Sutra itself doesn't know.
Wisława Szymborska
I, the solitary fish, a fish apart (apart at least from the tree fish and the stone fish), write, at isolated moments, a tiny fish or two whose glittering scales, so fleeting, may only be the dark's embarrassed wink.
Wisława Szymborska
I lost a few goddesses while moving south to north and also some gods while moving east to west.
Wisława Szymborska
Everything the dead predicted has turned out completely different. Or a little bit different - which is to say, completely different.
Wisława Szymborska
Toy balloon once kidnapped by the wind - come home, and I will say: There are no children here.
Wisława Szymborska
"There's nothing new under the sun": that's what you wrote, Ecclesiastes. But you yourself were born new under the sun. And the poem you created is also new under the sun, since no one wrote it down before you. And all your readers are also new under the sun, since those who lived before you couldn't read your poem. And that cypress under which you're sitting hasn't been growing since the dawn of time. It came into being by way of another cypress similar to yours, but not exactly the same.
Wisława Szymborska
He managed to come into the world at what was still a fitting time. All that was to pass passed in this house. Not in housing projects, not in furnished but empty quarters, among unknown neighbors on fifteenth floors that student field trips rarely reach.
Wisława Szymborska
Yes, she loved him very much. Yes, he was born that way. Yes, she was standing by the prison wall that morning. Yes, she heard the shots. You may regret not having brought a camera, a tape recorder. Yes, she has seen such things.
Wisława Szymborska
The counting of weekdays would inevitably seem to be a senseless activity; dropping letters in the mailbox a whim of foolish youth; the sign "No Walking On The Grass" a symptom of lunacy.
Wisława Szymborska
My siblings died the day I left for dry land and only one small bone recalls that anniversary in me.
Wisława Szymborska
And who's this little fellow in his itty-bitty robe? That's tiny baby Adolf, the Hitlers' little boy!
Wisława Szymborska
My cry could only waken him. And what a poor gift: I, confined to my own form, when I used to be a birch, a lizard shedding times and satin skins in many shimmering hues.
Wisława Szymborska
The world - whatever we might think when terrified by its vastness and our own impotence, or embittered by its indifference to individual suffering, of people, animals, and perhaps even plants, for why are we so sure that plants feel no pain; whatever we might think of its expanses pierced by the rays of stars surrounded by planets we've just begun to discover, planets already dead? still dead? we just don't know; whatever we might think of this measureless theater to which we've got reserved tickets, but tickets whose lifespan is laughably short, bounded as it is by two arbitrary dates; whatever else we might think of this world - it is astonishing.
Wisława Szymborska
Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.
Wisława Szymborska
Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.
Wisława Szymborska
All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.
Wisława Szymborska
I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
Wisława Szymborska
I've reached the age of self-knowledge, so I don't know anything. People who claim that they know something are responsible for most of the fuss in the world.
Wisława Szymborska
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!
Wisława Szymborska
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