Raczek Tomasz Quotes

I guess it's nice to be away from the crowd sometimes, to be able to hear yourself think. I go mad when I'm surrounded by others all the time. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski

Imagine for a moment that I live
right here, was born here, that my parents always
have had a shop here, and on Boulevard
du Temple there's a bistro with a nice

young waitress - I'll be there. Imagine that
there's no such thing as Eastern Europe, no
cellars for hiding neighbors, no transports,
no round-ups, never any dreams of going

from house to house - for a moment suppose
it looks like this: a cat stretches its neck
in sunlight on a porch, a secret game
of chess unfolds between the waitress and

that guy. He tracks her moves, she brings him coffee,
as if by chance her hip jostles the board.

T. Rózycki, Colonies
translated by Mira Rosenthal ~ Tomasz Różycki

I avoided you, so that you couldn't avoid me. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski

We're just queuing for a possibility, queuing for something, maybe queuing for nothing,' she said, smiling her sad and loving smile. 'But it will pass, my dear. Even the longest queue dissolves eventually. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski

I begin to think that not everyone suffers in the same way; that not everyone, in fact, suffers. Not from the same things, at any rate. And in a way this is what made us possible, you and me. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski

Life does not have to go how you think it will," Tomasz says. "Not even when you are very sure what is going to happen. ~ Patrick Ness

See it as a game– everyone knows the rules. And if you can't change them, there's no point in worrying. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski

This is who you are, do you see? Tomasz continues. ~ Patrick Ness

And yet, it occurs to me now that we can never run with our lies indefinitely. Sooner or later we are forced to confront their darkness. We can choose then when, not the if. And the longer we wait, the more painful and uncertain it will be. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski

This is how I lived back then– through books. I locked myself into their stories, dreamt of their characters at night, pretended to be them. They were my armour against the hard edges of reality. I carried them with me wherever I went, like a talisman in my pocket, thinking of them as almost more real than the people around me, who spoke and lived in denial, destined, I thought, to never do anything worth recounting. ~ Tomasz Jedrowski