“Living is an arbitrary matter and I have every right to renounce it.” — Jerzy Kosiński Arbitrary Copy Share Image
“I write when I feel like it, and I feel like it most of the time.” — Jerzy Kosiński Feel Copy Share Image
Going around under an umbrella interferes with one's looking up at the sky. — Jerzy Kosinski Interfere Copy Share Image
In my photographs it is apparent that there was no posing at the moment I released the shutter. — Jerzy Kosinski Moments Copy Share Image
“She protected herself by making herself believe no-one else could ever really understand her.” — Jerzy Kosiński Heart Copy Share Image
I suppress in my prose any language which calls attention to itself. — Jerzy Kosinski Attention Copy Share Image
In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds… — Jerzy Kosinski Clouds Copy Share Image
[Nabokov's] language is made visible . . . like a veil or transparent curtain. You cannot help seeing the curtain as you… — Jerzy Kosinski Behinds Copy Share Image
“As a child I used to lie on the floor with my eyes tightly closed and hope that people would walk past… — Jerzy Kosiński Children Copy Share Image
“He had found the one calm place in the midst of the storm, a quiet voice calling him to earth.” — Jerzy Kosiński Calm Copy Share Image
The things I write are for those who are willing to accept a new relationship between the reader and the author. — Jerzy Kosinski Accepting Copy Share Image
Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own… — Jerzy Kosinski Halfway Copy Share Image
Here was one place where I could find out who I was and what I was going to become. And that was… — Jerzy Kosinski Library Copy Share Image
“We know our lives are chaotic, but we insist that everything happen in an orderly way and be logically conceived.” — Jerzy Kosiński Orderly Copy Share Image
Chance was to work in the garden, where he would care for plants and grasses and trees which grew there peacefully. He… — Jerzy Kosinski Care Copy Share Image
There's a place beyond words where experience first occurs to which I always want to return. I suspect that whenever I articulate… — Jerzy Kosinski Betray Copy Share Image
“There is serenity and calm under the water's surface. You move easily and glimpse a world you have never seen before. You… — Jerzy Kosiński Peace Copy Share Image
“In a garden, things grow . . . but first, they must wither; trees have to lose their leaves in order to… — Jerzy Kosiński Flower Copy Share Image
“All cats are the same in the dark, says the proverb. But it certainly did not apply to people, with them it… — Jerzy Kosiński Cats Copy Share Image
“Karen told me about an old woman who was the last surviving inhabitant of one of the Hermit Islands. She was the… — Jerzy Kosiński Karen Copy Share Image
The popular culture says . . . Do what you do, your life is predestined, like the installment plan on your house.… — Jerzy Kosinski Can do Copy Share Image
And really the purpose of art - for me, fiction - is to alert, to indicate to stop, to say: Make certain… — Jerzy Kosinski Art Copy Share Image
“At times, feeling the wind on my brow, I went numb with horror. In my imagination I saw armies of ants and… — Jerzy Kosiński Cockroaches Copy Share Image
“I wondered whether the loss of one's sight would deprive a person also of the memory of everything that he had seen… — Jerzy Kosinski Dreams Copy Share Image
“When I saw them in Africa, I thought these birds were the greatest fliers of all. Hardly beating their wings, they fly… — Jerzy Kosiński Bird Copy Share Image
“Against the background of bland colors he projected an unfadable blackness. In a world of men with harrowed faces, with smashed eyes,… — Jerzy Kosinski Decent people Copy Share Image
“Had it been possible for me to fix the plane permanently in the sky, to defy the winds and clouds and all… — Jerzy Kosiński Beautiful Copy Share Image
“The principle of art is to pause, not bypass. The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke. This… — Jerzy Kosiński Art Copy Share Image
“It mattered little if one was mute; people did not understand one another anyway. They collided with or charmed one another, hugged… — Jerzy Kosiński Copy Share Image
“One day he trapped a large raven, whose wings he painted red, the breast green, and the tail blue. When a flock… — Jerzy Kosiński Bird Copy Share Image