“In the slanting light of late autumn, the gestures and bodies of people are more expressive the less meaning they have. Men stand on street corners staring at the emptiness of the day. They spit on the sidewalk and smoke… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
Sometimes it seems to me that things hold together only thanks to the borders, that the true identify of these lands and peoples is… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“Dlaczego kraj, który i tak ma nieustannie przesrane – bo a to Ruscy, a to Niemcy, a to Tatarzy, a to własna szlachta, a to własna głupota – dodatkowo straumatyzowano największą… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“The homeland, the myth of the homeland, becomes a fundamental value for those who have nothing else(...)In a world where power, like wealth, falls… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“That's why I drove there in the middle of February, patches of snow still on the fields. I had the strong feeling that somewhere… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
Freedom has become a commodity whose availability, paradoxically, keeps society in check. The threat of its loss seems to enable us to tolerate its… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“Pale and massive, he absorbed time like a sponge. Moved something, wiped something, adjusted something, but the future never came.” — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“- Strachliwego masz chłopa, Maryśka. - Edek nalał kieliszek i podał męzczyźnie. - Pij! Na odwagę! - Jaki on mój. Tak przychodzę... - powiedziała… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
Travel is no more than a relatively healthy form of narcotic, after all. — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“Wychodziło na to, że zbrodnia w afekcie. Innych wtedy nie było. Nie to, co teraz. My zasadniczo nie popełnialiśmy poważnych przestępstw. A już na… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“Now it all seems so simple. Events intersect free of any logic of sequence; they cover space and time in an even, translucent layer.… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“it is the West’s provincialism, which leads it to perceive the rest of the continent as a failed copy of itself” — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
“it gives me no rest, my wish to know the fate of all these scenes that entered my eyes and have remained in my… — Andrzej Stasiuk Copy Share Image
