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Creativity is suspended between memory and forgetting.

Jorge Luis Borges

I have preferred to teach my students not English literature but my love for certain authors, or, even better, certain pages, or even better than that, certain lines. One falls in love with a line, then with a page, then with an author. Well, why not? It is a beautiful process.
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Beautiful Better Fall In Love Literature Preference Student Teaching
Time is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
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Consume Fire Myself Time
Beyond my anxiety, beyond this writing, the universe waits, inexhaustible, inviting.
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Anxiety Beyond Inspirational Invitation Myself Universe
What will die with me when I die, what pathetic or fragile form will the world lose?
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Death Form Fragile Lose World
Then I reflect that all things happen, happen to one, precisely now. Century follows century, and things happen only in the present. There are countless men in the air, on land and at sea, and all that really happens happens to me.
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Existence Man Present Reflection Time 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
Israelites, Christians and Muslims profess immortality, but the veneration they render this world proves they believe only in it, since they destine all other worlds, in infinite number, to be its reward or punishment.
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Believe Destiny Punishment Religion Reward Secularism World
I had always thought of Paradise / In form and image as a library.
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Form Heaven Library Myself Paradise Thinking
A writer – and, I believe, generally all persons – must think that whatever happens to him or her is a resource.
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Believe Myself Resource Writing
How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives?
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Illumination Live Management Ourselves
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words; and that we may mention or allude to a thing, but not express it.
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Expression Finding Mention Rose Word
Reality is partial to symmetry and slight anachronisms
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Partial Reality Symmetry
The mightiest love was granted him Love that does not expect to be loved.
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Expectation Himself Love
Reality favors symmetry.
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Reality Symmetry
The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.
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Confusion Orthodox

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