I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.

— Wislawa Szymborska

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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.


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.


I'm old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.


This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.


Any knowledge that doesn't lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.


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.


No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.


I usually write for the individual reader -though I would like to have many such readers. There are some poets who write for people assembled in big rooms, so they can live through something collectively. I prefer my reader to take my poem and have a one-on-one relationship with it.


In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.


I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here.


Even boredom should be described with gusto.

How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?


Somewhere out there the world must have an end.


About Wislawa Szymborska

Quotes 99 sayings
Nationality Polish
Profession Poet
Birthday October 16

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.


Animals don't even try to look any different from what nature intended.

They humbly wear their shells, scales, spines, plumes, pelts, and down. ... The conscious impulse to change one's appearance is found only among humans.


I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.


Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune's darlings.


Generally speaking, life is so rich and full of variety;

you have to remember all the time that there is a comical side to everything.


Keep up the good work, if only for a while, if only for the twinkling of a tiny galaxy.


Poetic talent doesn't operate in a vacuum. There is a spirit of Polish poetry.


All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.


When it comes, you’ll be dreaming that you don’t need to breathe;

that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it’s part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.


I'm fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.


Each of us has a very rich nature and can look at things objectively, from a distance, and at the same time can have something more personal to say about them. I am trying to look at the world, and at myself, from many different points of view. I think many poets have this duality.


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.


Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.


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.


I started earning a living as a poet rather early on.


Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.


After every war someone has to tidy up.


Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.


All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.


When I mention somebody, that doesn't necessarily mean that I identify with him, personally or poetically. I'm extremely happy when I encounter poets who are different than I am. The ones who have their own distinct poetics provide me with the greatest experiences.


They say the first love's most important. That's very romantic, but not my experience.


I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.


It's just not easy to explain to someone else what you don't understand yourself.


Nothing's a gift, it's all on loan


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!


Whether you want it or not, your genes have a political past, your skin a political tone. your eyes a political color. ... you walk with political steps on political ground.


No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.


Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still


There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely


Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.


Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice.


Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.


What does the world get from two people/who exist in a world of their own?


Someone sits at a table or lies on a sofa while staring motionless at a wall or ceiling. Once in a while this person writes down seven lines, only to cross out one of them 15 minutes later, and then another hour passes, during which nothing happens. Who could stand to watch this kind of thing?


Out of every hundred people, those who always know better: fifty-two.


I'm drowning in papers.


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