Busz po polsku Quotes

“The scraggly spiders of her words crept around my brain”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“Everybody knows what the world is like: anything can happen. And here is what happened on the Dune: five people, saving the land, saved themselves. What could they have wanted before that? To try one more time. To have a chance. And they were given that chance. 'It's good,' says Rysiek, 'that they gave it to us. And that it worked out.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“The next four girls were led from the wall into the centre, where the red blended with the blue and settled into a respectable purple. Again the couples began absorbedly describing circles on the village-hall concrete to the beat of the song that the scrawny singer was enthusiastically belting out”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“So what do you talk about?' I asked.
One of them replied: 'This and that.'
On this basis I could not deduce whether these conversations are interesting or boring, because I do not possess the Egyptological talent that can derive the stormy history of a dynasty from a single hieroglyph”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“after we polished our boots to the point that the sun extinguished itself out of envy”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“We wait for it, because we always wait for something that will be big, extraordinary and splendid, that will bring us great joy and fill us with pride while also reminding us that there exists something greater than locking and unlocking the office at the same hour, collecting chicks, flattering the boss, petty swindles, loveless embraces, downtime due to poor work coordination, the songs of Rinaldo Baliński, or vodka spilled on the table”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“A reporter is not only a megaphone into which dozens of figures, names and opinions are shouted. He'd also like to say something on his own occasionally. But what am I supposed to say?”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“Life," they say, "comes down to a few concrete things: A shovel. Payday. A movie. Wine."
What else? Is everything else an aroma diffused on the air? It is, because you can smell it, but how can you grasp it?”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“Saluto," one of them said in farewell.
"Arrivederci," I called, so as not to be outdone.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku

“The weather is like a slice of bread: familiar, an everyday taste, but without it...”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Busz po polsku