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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 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
Reality is partial to symmetry and slight anachronisms
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Partial Reality Symmetry
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
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
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
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
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
Democracy is an abuse of statistics.
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Abuse Democracy Statistics
Only in the present do things happen.
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Inspirational Moments Present
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
In our dreams (writes Coleridge) images represent the sensations we think they cause; we do not feel horror because we are threatened by a sphinx; we dream of a sphinx in order to explain the horror we feel.
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Dreams Feeling Horror Sensation
Israelites, Christians and Muslims profess immortality, but the veneration they render this world proves they believe only in it, since they destine all other worlds, in infinite number, to be its reward or punishment.
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Believe Destiny Punishment Religion Reward Secularism World
What you really value is what you miss, not what you have.
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Missing Value Yourself
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
What a writer wants to do is not what he does.
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Himself Writing
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
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Fiction Fight Funny Literature Story

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