Czeslaw Milosz

At the entrance, my bare feet on the dirt floor, Here, gusts of heat; at my back, white clouds. I stare and stare. It seems I was called for this: To glorify things just because they are. ↗

— Czeslaw Milosz

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It is impossible to communicate to people who have not experienced it the undefinable menace of total rationalism. ↗

— Czeslaw Milosz

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The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history. ↗

— Czeslaw Milosz

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What is poetry which does not save nations or people? ↗

— Czeslaw Milosz

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