The central fact of my life has been the existence of words and the possibility of weaving those words into poetry.
JORGE LUIS BORGESI am almost sure to be blotted out by death, but sometimes I think it is not impossible that I may continue to live in some other manner after my physical death . Or, as Hamlet wonders, what dreams will come when we leave this body?
More Jorge Luis Borges Quotes
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Reality may avoid the obligation to be interesting, but hypotheses may not.
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The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.
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The mind was dreaming. The world was its dream.
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How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives?
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A poet is a discoverer rather than an inventor.
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Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.
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Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.
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I thought that a man can be an enemy of other men, of the moments of other men, but not of a country: not of fireflies, words, gardens, streams of water, sunsets.
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There is no point in being overwhelmed by the appalling total of human sufferring; such a total does not exist. Neither poverty nor pain is accumulable.
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A system is nothing more than the subordination of all aspects of the universe to any one of such aspects.
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Reality favors symmetry.
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When you reach my age, you realize you couldn’t have done things very much better or much worse than you did them in the first place.
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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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To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.
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I gazed at every mirror on the planet, not one gave back my reflection.
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