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Whatever inspiration is, it's born from a continuous I don't know.

Wislawa Szymborska

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Wislawa Szymborska
Age: 88 †
Born: 1923
Born: July 2
Died: 2012
Died: February 1
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Maria Wisława Anna Szymborska
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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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I'm old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.
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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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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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Today when two people decide upon a thoughtless and precipitate abbreviation of the physical space between them, they think, at least at that moment, that they're mutually attracted and drawn together by an overwhelming force.
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Keep up the good work, if only for a while, if only for the twinkling of a tiny galaxy.
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In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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Memory at last has what I sought.
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Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.
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I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
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All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination. Even the richest, most surprising and wild imagination is not as rich, wild and surprising as reality. The task of the poet is to pick singular threads from this dense, colorful fabric.
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Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.
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Four billion people on this earth, but my imagination is still the same. It's bad with large numbers. It's still taken by particularity. It flits in the dark like a flashlight, illuminating only random faces while all the rest go blindly by, never coming to mind and never really missed. . . . I can't tell you how much I pass over in silence.
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You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects.
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The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.
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Out of every hundred people, those who always know better: fifty-two.
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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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Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
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Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.
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