Quote

And whatever I do will become forever what I've done.

Wislawa Szymborska

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Wislawa Szymborska
Age: 88 †
Born: 1923
Born: July 2
Died: 2012
Died: February 1
Critic
Essayist
Literary Critic
Mechanic
Poet
Translator
Writer
Kornik
Maria Wisława Anna Szymborska
Szymborska
Become
Done
Forever
Whatever

More quotes by Wislawa Szymborska

Image
I started earning a living as a poet rather early on.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Even the worst book can give us something to think about.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
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.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Everyone needs solitude, especially a person who is used to thinking about what she experiences. Solitude is very important in my work as a mode of inspiration, but isolation is not good in this respect. I am not writing poetry about isolation.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn't possible to save mankind.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Existentialists are monumentally and monotonously serious they don't like to joke.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
I don't know the role I'm playing. I only know it's mine, non-convertible.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
I'd have to be really quick to describe clouds - a split second's enough for them to start being something else.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
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.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
I'm drowning in papers.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
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.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
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.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Any knowledge that doesn't lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.
Wislawa Szymborska
Image
Something doesn't start at its usual time. Something doesn't happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.
Wislawa Szymborska