Polish - Writer | January 14, 1934 - June 14, 1969
The road that led me to literature was very different from the one followed by my fellow writers in Poland.
Marek Hlasko
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I can't dream about immortal fireflies, but I can fight for human freedom.
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I've lost Poland. Without Poland, I go down. I've been thrown out; yet I love my country.
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At first, one believes in love. Then one crosses a border, a border of time. Then that belief, too, is lost.
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A writer without his country is nothing.
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