Cities at daybreak are no one's, and have no names. And I, too, have no name, dawn, the stars growing pale, the train picking up speed.
Gabriel Levin's book is a journey through time and through entrenched animosities of the Middle East. What's astonishing and refreshing is his abilit… - Adam Zagajewski
Gabriel Levin's book is a journey through time and through entrenched animosities of the Middle East. What's astonishing and refreshing is his abilit…
- Adam Zagajewski
This day's nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets. - Adam Zagajewski
This day's nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.
But I was only a chaotic walker, nobody could stop me; even a totalitarian state was not able to control my daydreams, my poetic fascinations, the pa… - Adam Zagajewski
But I was only a chaotic walker, nobody could stop me; even a totalitarian state was not able to control my daydreams, my poetic fascinations, the pa…
Read for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head. But also read against yourselves, read for que… - Adam Zagajewski
Read for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head. But also read against yourselves, read for que…
A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas. As if entrapped in a tropical heatwave, with dozens of … - Adam Zagajewski
A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas. As if entrapped in a tropical heatwave, with dozens of …
Once in a while it vanishes - in the sense that I become deaf to beauty for a week or two or three. This coming and going of the inner life - because… - Adam Zagajewski
Once in a while it vanishes - in the sense that I become deaf to beauty for a week or two or three. This coming and going of the inner life - because…
Time takes life away and gives us memory, gold with flame, black with embers. - Adam Zagajewski
Time takes life away and gives us memory, gold with flame, black with embers.
I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean. - Adam Zagajewski
I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean.
And now, advice for beginning mystics. Be sober, be intelligent, be educated, rely on the tangible reality as long as you can. Remember that the act … - Adam Zagajewski
And now, advice for beginning mystics. Be sober, be intelligent, be educated, rely on the tangible reality as long as you can. Remember that the act …
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