You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail. - Czesław Miłosz

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

When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.

Someone will read as moral That the people of Rome or Warsaw Haggle, laugh, make love As they pass by martyrs' pyres. Someone else will read Of the passing of things human, Of the oblivion Born before the flames have died. But that day I thought only Of the loneliness of the dying, Of how, when Giordano Climbed to his burning There were no words In any human tongue To be left for mankind, Mankind who live on.