From the night, his solitude, the poet finds day and starts a diary that is lethal to the inert. The dark landscape yields a dialogue. — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
“War, I have always said, forces men to change their standards, regardless of whether their country has won or lost. Poetics and philosophies disintegrate "when the trees fall and the walls collapse ". At the point when continuity was interrupted… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
“Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra trafitto da un raggio di sole: ed e subito sera. (Everyone stands along on the heart of… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
In opposition to this detachment, he finds an image of man which contains within itself man's dreams, man's illness, man's redemption from the misery… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
The poet does not fear death, not because he believes in the fantasy of heroes, but because death constantly visits his thoughts and is… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
Poetry is also the physical self of the poet, and it is impossible to separate the poet from his poetry. — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
He passes from lyric to epic poetry in order to speak about the world and the torment in the world through man, rationally and… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
An exact poetic duplication of a man is for the poet a negation of the earth, an impossibility of being, even though his greatest… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own. — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
War, I have always said, forces men to change their standards, regardless of whether their country has won or lost. — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
As the poet has expected, the alarms now are sounded, for - and it must be said again - the birth of a poet… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
Thus, the poet's word is beginning to strike forcefully upon the hearts of all men, while absolute men of letters think that they alone… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
From the night, his solitude, the poet finds day and starts a diary that is lethal to the inert. The dark landscape yields a… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
Europeans know the importance of the Resistance; it has been the shining example of the modern conscience. — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
The Resistance is a moral certainty, not a poetic one. The true poet never uses words in order to punish someone. His judgment belongs… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
My readers at that time were still men of letters; but there had to be other people waiting to read my poems. — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
Even a polemic has some justification if one considers that my own first poetic experiments began during a dictatorship and mark the origin of… — Salvatore Quasimodo Copy Share Image
