Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion. - Czesław Miłosz

For a country without a past is nothing, a word That, hardly spoken, loses its meaning, A perishable wall destroyed by flame, An echo of animal emotions.

When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.

A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death - the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.