Henryk Sienkiewicz

The sky is one whole, the water another; and between those two infinities the soul of man is in loneliness. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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But the French writers always had more originality and independence than others, and that regulator, which elsewhere was religion, long since ceased to exist for them. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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Day is like day as two beads in a rosary, unless changes of weather form the only variety. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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Evidently the merit depends on the result of the work. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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It has been said that Poland is dead, exhausted, enslaved, but here is the proof of her life and triumph. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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On an exhausted field, only weeds grow. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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The profession of the writer has its thorns about which the reader does not dream. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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This homage has been rendered not to me - for the Polish soil is fertile and does not lack better writers than me - but to the Polish achievement, the Polish genius. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

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