“Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.”
Quote by Czeslaw Milosz
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Source: Selected and Last Poems 1931-2004
“When I curse Fate, it's not me, but the earth in me.”
Source: Selected and Last Poems 1931-2004
