Top 19 Quotes & Sayings by Anna Kamienska

Where your pain is, there your heart lies also.

Tell me what’s the difference between hope and waiting because my heart doesn’t know It constantly cuts itself on the glass of waiting It constantly gets lost in the fog of hope

We cling to words like drowning men to straws. But still we drown, we drown.

My poems are more my silence than my speech. Just as music is a kind of quiet. Sounds are needed only to unveil the various layers of silence.

I write in order to comprehend, not to express myself.

This morning I suddenly catch myself: I'm not there, I'm so lost in thought, I don't know what's going on around me. Can you think yourself to death?

Writing down your thoughts is both necessary and harmful. It leads to eccentricity, narcissism, preserves what should be let go. On the other hand, these notes intensify the inner life, which, left unexpressed, slips through your fingers. If only I could find a better kind of journal, humbler, one that would preserve the same thoughts, the same flesh of life, which is worth saving.

Letters of the condemned. Last words scratched on a cell’s wall. To write like that.

I’ve learned to value failed conversations, missed connections, confusions. What remains is what’s unsaid, what’s underneath. Understanding on another level of being.

There are things better left untouched by words.

I have no talent. I write poems for myself, to think things through, that’s all.

Tell me what's the difference

I’m moved by everything broken and crippled. Since that’s how we really are.

I returned to confirm there can be no return.

Poetry is a presentiment of the truth.

I don’t write poetry when I wish, I write when I can’t, when my larynx is flooded and my throat is shut.

Even a painful longing is some form of presence.

The way a source strains toward the light, toward the air. Its laboring work, its effort, its black passageways like despair. That’s the way a poet looks for words. With muscles, gestures.

I am that which lies beyond time. Like a melody, which sounds completely only after the last note is played.