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We are our memory, we are that chimerical museum of shifting shapes, that pile of broken mirrors.

Jorge Luis Borges

I suppose identity depends on memory. And if my memory is blotted out, then I wonder if I exist – I mean, if I am the same person. Of course, I don’t have to solve that problem. It’s up to God, if any.
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Existence Identity Memories Problem Solution
The earth we inhabit is an error, an incompetent parody. Mirrors and paternity are abominable because they multiply and affirm it.
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Affirmation Earth Errors Mistake
The sea is an idiom I cannot decipher.
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Literature Metaphor Myself Sea
Poets, like the blind, can see in the dark.
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Blind Darkness Poet
I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.
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Existence Love Myself Reading Travel Visit Woman Writing
It is clear that there is no classification of the Universe that is not arbitrary and full of conjectures. The reason for this is very simple: we do not know what kind of thing the universe is.
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Known Reason Simplicity Universe
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
I believe that in time we will have reached the point where we will deserve to be free of government.
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Believe Freedom Government Point Reach Time
In my next life I will try to commit more errors.
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Commitment Life Mistake Myself
May Heaven exist, even if my place is Hell.
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Existence Heaven Hell Place
A book is not an isolated being: it is a relationship, an axis of innumerable relationships
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Book Perspective Relationship
I have sometimes suspected that the only thing that holds no mystery is happiness, because it is its own justification.
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Happiness Hold Mystery
No one is anyone, one single immortal man is all men. Like Cornelius Agrippa, I am god, I am hero, I am philosopher, I am demon and I am world, which is a tedious way of saying that I do not exist.
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Existence Identity Immortal Man Myself Personality Philosophy
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
Everything touches everything.
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Connection One Liner Touch
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

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