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There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely
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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Even the worst book can give us something to think about.
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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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I'm fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here.
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No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.
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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 don't know the role I'm playing. I only know it's mine, non-convertible.
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I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
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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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I'm one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.
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