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“Without literature, life is hell.”
―
―
“Przyjdzie śmierć i będzie miała twoje oczy -
ta śmierć, która nam towarzyszy
od świtu do zmierzchu, bezsenna,
milcząca, jak odwieczne poczucie winy
lub bezsensowny nałóg. Twoje oczy
będą pustym słowem,
przemilczanym krzykiem, ciszą.
Takimi je widzisz co dzień rano
kiedy nad sobą pochylasz się
w lustrze. Kochana nadziejo,
tego dnia i my się dowiemy
że jesteś życiem i że jesteś niczym.
Śmierć ma dla wszystkich spojrzenie.
Przyjdzie śmierć i będzie miała twoje oczy.
Będzie tak, jak gdybyś porzuciła nałóg,
jak gdybyś ujrzała w lustrze
pojawienie się martwej twarzy,
jak gdybyś słuchała zamkniętych warg.
Niemi zstąpimy w topiel.”
―
ta śmierć, która nam towarzyszy
od świtu do zmierzchu, bezsenna,
milcząca, jak odwieczne poczucie winy
lub bezsensowny nałóg. Twoje oczy
będą pustym słowem,
przemilczanym krzykiem, ciszą.
Takimi je widzisz co dzień rano
kiedy nad sobą pochylasz się
w lustrze. Kochana nadziejo,
tego dnia i my się dowiemy
że jesteś życiem i że jesteś niczym.
Śmierć ma dla wszystkich spojrzenie.
Przyjdzie śmierć i będzie miała twoje oczy.
Będzie tak, jak gdybyś porzuciła nałóg,
jak gdybyś ujrzała w lustrze
pojawienie się martwej twarzy,
jak gdybyś słuchała zamkniętych warg.
Niemi zstąpimy w topiel.”
―
“there are worse things
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this
and most often when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than too late”
―
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this
and most often when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than too late”
―
“There's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do you?”
―
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do you?”
―
Gosia’s 2024 Year in Books
Take a look at Gosia’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
40 books
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96 friends
1 book
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12 friends
2 books
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1 friend
340 books
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66 friends
19 books
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35 friends
20 books
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60 friends
8 books
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24 friends
14 books
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37 friends
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