Czeslaw Milosz Quotes - Page 4

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• A weak human mercy walks in the corridors of hospitals and is like a half-thawed winter.

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  Winter, Half, Mercy

  "Before Majesty" by Czesław Miłosz, 1978.

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• I imagine the earth when I am no more: Women's dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born, Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.

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  Song, Book, People

  Czeslaw Milosz, “And Yet The Books”

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• Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.

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  Men, White, Would Be

  Czeslaw Milosz, “A Song On The End Of The World”

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• All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence.

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  Taken, Wings, White

  Czeslaw Milosz, “On Angels”

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• I liked beaches, swimming pools, and clinics for there they were the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. I pitied them and myself, but this will not protect me. The word and the thought are over.

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  Beach, Swimming, Flesh

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• Consciousness even in my sleep changes primary colors. The features of my face melt like a wax doll in the fire. And who can consent to see in the mirror the mere face of man?

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  Sleep, Men, Fire

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• I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.

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  Skills, Tears, World

  "Hymn" by Czeslaw Milosz, 1935.

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• I knew that I would speak in the language of the vanquished No more durable than old customs, family rituals, Christmas tinsel, and once a year the hilarity of carols.

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  Years, Hilarity, Language

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• I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.

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  Cutting, Two, End Times

  Czeslaw Milosz (2017). “Selected and Last Poems 1931-2004”, p.133, Penguin UK

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• From life, from the apple cut by the flaming knife,
  what grain will be saved?
  My son, believe me, nothing remains,
  Only adult toil,
  the furrow of fate in the palm.
  Only toil,
  Nothing more.

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  Believe, Fate, Son

  "Rescue". Book by Czeslaw Milosz, 1945.

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