The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is 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.
Czeslaw MiloszRead
It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends
Interpretation
The quote expresses the joy of being part of a lifelong journey with others.
Czeslaw Milosz reflects on the profound sweetness of companionship in shared experiences, particularly within an unending journey. This highlights the value of relationships that grow and evolve over time, suggesting that the connection with others enriches our life experiences and gives purpose to the ongoing adventures we share.
In practice
In a graduation speech highlighting the importance of lasting friendships.
The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is 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.
We have become indifferent to content, and react, not even to form, but to technique, to technical efficiency itself.
Love means to look at yourself_x000D_ The way one looks at distant things_x000D_ For you are only one thing among many.
Do not feel safe. The poet remembers._x000D_ You can kill one, but another is born._x000D_ The words are written down, the deed, the date.
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
I imagine the earth when I am no more: Women's dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born, Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.
We are wont to see friendship solely as a phenomenon of intimacy in which the friends open their hearts to each other unmolested by the world and its demands...Thus it is hard for us to understand the political relevance of friendship...But for the Greeks the essence of friendship consisted in discourse...The converse (in contrast to the intimate talk in which individuals speak about themselves), permeated though it may be by pleasure in the friendβs presence, is concerned with the common world.
The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.
The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.
In the end all books are written for your friends.
If thy friends be of better quality than thyself, thou mayest be sure of two things; first, they will be more careful to keep thy counsel, because they have more to lose than thou hast; the second, they will esteem thee for thyself, and not for that which thou dost possess.
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
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