“And she sat at dinner, oh, mature in her immaturity, self-confident, indifferent and alone, and I sat for her, for her, for her I sat and I could not for one second not sit for her, I was in her, she contained me in her along with my mockery, her tastes, her tastes were decisive for me and I could please myself only insofar as I pleased her.”
“You are ugly when you love her, you are beautiful and fresh, vital and free, modern and poetic when you don't... you are more beautiful as an orphan than as your mother's son.”
Witold Gombrowicz
“Now come, mouths! No, I am not saying goodbye to you, strange and unknown faces of strangers, unknown men who will read me, I welcome you, I welcome you, graceful bundles of body parts, now let it beg...”
Witold Gombrowicz
“What's worse, the forest was green.”
Witold Gombrowicz
“Why does Słowacki arouse admiration and love in us? (…) Because, gentlemen, Słowacki was a great poet!”
Witold Gombrowicz
“Without students, there would be no school, and without school, there would be no life!”
Witold Gombrowicz