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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.

Jorge Luis Borges

In all fiction, when a man is faced with alternatives he chooses one at the expense of others.
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Choice Expense Face Fiction Man
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
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
He consorted with prostitutes and poets and with persons even worse.
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People Poet Prostitute Worst
While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
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Awake Fantasy Philosophy Science World
I think of reading a book as no less an experience than travelling or falling in love.
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Book Experience Fall In Love Thinking
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 visible universe was an illusion or, more precisely, a sophism. Mirrors and fatherhood are abominable because they multiply it and extend it.
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Father Mirror Universe Visible
No one is a poet from eight to twelve and from two to six. Whoever is a poet is one always, and continually assaulted by poetry.
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Age Oneself Poet Poetry
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
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
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
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Fiction Fight Funny Literature Story
When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation.
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Book Death Writing
Any life, however long and complicated it may be, actually consists of a single moment — the moment when a man knows forever more who he is.
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Feeling Forever Himself Life Man Moments Realize
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
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.
JORGE LUIS BORGES

Art Damage Important Mystery Theory Writing Yourself

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