neither poems nor prose just a length of rope just the wet earth -- that's the way home. neither vodka nor bread just bursts of rage just more new graves -- that's youth and that's love. neither sleep nor waking… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
A man has only a limited number of ways in which he can express strong emotions or violent passions. He uses the same gestures… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
“You know how much I used to like Plato. Today I realize he lied. For the things of this world are not a reflection… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
I smile and I think that one human being must always be discovering another - through love. And that this is the most important… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
The world is ruled by neither justice nor morality; crime is not punished nor virtue rewarded, one is forgotten as quickly as the other.… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
“It is the camp law: people going to their death must be deceived to the very end.” — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
Real hunger is when one man regards another man as something to eat. — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
There can be no beauty if it is paid for by human injustice, nor truth that passes over injustice in silence, nor moral virtue… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
And I think about my cell at the Pawiak prison. During the first week I felt I would not be able to endure a… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
Between two throw-ins in a soccer game, right behind my back, three thousand people had been put to death. — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
“Despite the madness of war, we lived for a world that would be different. For a better world to come when all this is… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
It is the camp law: people going to their death must be deceived to the very end. This is the only permissible form of… — Tadeusz Borowski Copy Share Image
