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To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.

Jorge Luis Borges

Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.
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Flight Himself Life Lose
May Heaven exist, even if my place is Hell.
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Existence Heaven Hell Place
One concept corrupts and confuses the others. I am not speaking of the Evil whose limited sphere is ethics; I am speaking of the infinite.
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Confusion Corruption Infinite Limitation
It also occurred to him that throughout history, humankind has told two stories: the story of a lost ship sailing the Mediterranean seas in quest of a beloved isle, and the story of a god who allows himself to be crucified on Golgotha.
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Allow Himself History Human Sea
The mind was dreaming. The world was its dream.
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Dreams Mindset Perspective World
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
I would rather like to think of God as being a kind of adventurer – even as Wells thought about him – or perhaps as something within us making for some unknown purpose.
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God Kind Myself Purpose Thinking Unknown
Heaven and hell seem out of proportion to me: the actions of men do not deserve so much.
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Action Deserve Heaven Hell Man Myself
Many of the characters are fools and they’re always playing tricks on me and treating me badly.
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Character Fools Myself Play Trick
I am not sure of anything, I know nothing. Can you imagine that I don’t even know the date of my own death?
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Date Death Imagination Known Yourself
We have a very precise image – an image at times shameless – of what we have lost, but we are ignorant of what may follow or replace it.
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Image Lost Replacement Shame Time
You may win your heart’s desire, but in the end you’re cheated of it by death.
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Cheating Death Desire End Heart Win
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
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Fiction Fight Funny Literature Story
Time is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
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Consume Fire Myself Time
The flattery of posterity is not worth much more than contemporary flattery, which is worth nothing.
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Flattery Poster Worth
Art is endless like a river flowing, passing, yet remaining.
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Art Creativity End River

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