Author: Czeslaw Milosz

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• Tash Aw (1)
  • IN: Five Star Billionaire (2013) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Suppose one can live without outside pressure, suppose one can create one's own inner tension - then it is not true that there is nothing in man.
    FROM: The Captive Mind, (1953), Book, Poland
• Ceridwen Dovey (1)
  • IN: Only the Animals (2014) Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: On one side there is luminousity, trust, faith, the beauty of the earth; on the other side, darkness, doubt, unbelief, the cruelty of the earth, the capacity of people to do evil. When I write, the first side is true; when I do not, the second is.
    FROM: Road-Side Dog, (1997), Book, Poland
• Bob Shacochis (1)
  • IN: The Woman Who Lost Her Soul (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I know what it means to beget monsters And to recognize them in myself ... Great was the chase with the hounds for the unattainable meaning of the world... Enter my dreams, love.
    FROM: "Winter", (None), Poem, US/Poland
• Ingo Schulze (1)
  • IN: Adam and Evelyn (2008) Fiction, German
    EPIGRAPH: In our deepest convictions, reaching into the very depths of our being, we deserve to live forever. We experience our transitoriness and mortality as an act of violence perpetuated against us. Only Paradise is authentic; the world is inauthentic, and only temporary. That is why the story of the Fall speaks to us so emotionally, as if summoning an old truth from our slumbering memory.
    FROM: Milosz's ABCs, (1997), Book, US/Poland
• Fiona McGregor (1)
  • IN: Indelible Ink (2010) Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: Please Doctor, I feel a pain. Not here. No, not here. Even I don't know.
    FROM: I Sleep a Lot, (2001), Poem, US/Poland
• Jonathan Lee (1)
  • IN: High Dive (2015) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: How difficult is it to remain just one person, for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors, and invisible guests come in and out at will.
    FROM: Ars Poetica, (1961), Poem, US/Poland
• Emily St. John Mandel (1)
  • IN: Station Eleven (2014) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: The bright side of the planet moves toward darkness And the cities are falling asleep, each in its hour, And for me, now as then, it is too much. There is too much world.
    FROM: The Separate Notebooks, (1984), Poem, US/Poland
• Christos Tsiolkas (1)
  • IN: Dead Europe (2005) Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: To a saintly man -- So goes an Arab tale -- God said somewhat maliciously: 'Had I revealed to people How great a sinner you are, They could not praise you.' 'And I,' answered the pious one, 'Had I unveiled to them How merciful you are, They would not care for you.'
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, US/Poland