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It means much to have loved, to have been happy, to have laid my hand on the living Garden, even for a day.

Jorge Luis Borges

When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation.
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Book Death Writing
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
Poetry remembers that it was an oral art before it was a written art.
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Art Oral Poetry Remember Writing
Films are even stranger, for what we are seeing are not disguised people but photographs of disguised people, and yet we believe them while the film is being shown.
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Believe Disguise Movie People Photograph Stranger
A book is not an isolated being: it is a relationship, an axis of innumerable relationships
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Book Perspective Relationship
It’s a shame that we have to choose between two such second-rate countries as the USSR and the USA.
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Choice Country Shame
In general, every country has the language it deserves.
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Country Deserve Language
To say good-bye is to deny separation; it is to say Today we play at going our own ways, but we’ll see each other tomorrow. Men invented farewells because they somehow knew themselves to be immortal, even while seeing themselves as contingent and ephemeral.
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Immortal Invention Known Man Play Separate Way
Truth never penetrates an unwilling mind.
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Mindset Truth Willing
I might accept immortality, if I had to do it. But I would prefer – if there is any afterlife – to know nothing whatever about Borges, about his experiences in this world.
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Acceptance Experience Immortal World
The tango is a direct expression of something that poets have often tried to state in words: the belief that a fight may be a celebration.
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Belief Celebration Direct Expression Fight State
You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.
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Death End Infinity Sleep Wake Yourself
Time, which despoils castles, enriches verses.
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Literature Patience Power Time
Perhaps the apparent favor of the universe is no more than the crocodile grin of a Doberman breathing hard and about to be hungry?
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Breathe Hungry Universe
Doubt is one of the names of intelligence.
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Doubt Inspirational Intelligence Name
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

It means much to have loved, to have been happy, to have laid my hand on the living Garden, even for a day.

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