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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.

Jorge Luis Borges

Reality is partial to symmetry and slight anachronisms
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Partial Reality Symmetry
Creativity is suspended between memory and forgetting.
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Creativity Forget Memories
There’s no need to build a labyrinth when the entire universe is one.
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Build Need Oneself Universe
We accept reality so readily – perhaps because we sense that nothing is real.
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Acceptance Reality Thinking
We have stopped believing in progress. What progress that is !
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Believe Progress Stop
Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the bird’s cry. Do you want to touch what hands have never touched? Touch the earth. Verily I say that God is about to create the world.
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Creation Eyes Human Listening World
Everything touches everything.
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Connection One Liner Touch
Personally, I am a hedonistic reader; I have never read a book merely because it was ancient. I read books for the aesthetic emotions they offer me, and I ignore the commentaries and criticism.
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Aesthetic Criticism Personal Reading
There is an hour of the afternoon when the plain is on the verge of saying something. It never says, or perhaps it says it infinitely, or perhaps we do not understand it, or we understand it and it is untranslatable as music.
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Music Time Translation Understand
Art is very mysterious. I wonder if you can really do any damage to art. I think that when we’re writing, something comes through or should come through, in spite of our theories. So theories are not really important.
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Art Damage Important Mystery Theory Writing Yourself
Doubt is one of the names of intelligence.
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Doubt Inspirational Intelligence Name
I cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does.
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Detail Memories Myself Night Solitude Thinking Walk
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
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
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Fiction Fight Funny Literature Story
Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.
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Love Measurement Myself Relationship Time Yourself
The future has no other reality than as present hope, and the past is no more than present memory.
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Future Hope Memories Present Reality

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