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I am not sure of anything, I know nothing. Can you imagine that I don’t even know the date of my own death?

Jorge Luis Borges

A writer needs loneliness, and he gets his share of it. He needs love, and he gets shared and also unshared love. He needs friendship. In fact, he needs the universe. To be a writer is, in a sense, to be a day-dreamer – to be living a kind of double life.
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Himself Life Live Lonely Need Share Writing
How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives?
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Illumination Live Management Ourselves
I 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?
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Body Death Impossible Leave Live Myself Thinking
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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Country Enemy Garden Man Moments Nature Stream
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
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
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
Whoever would undertake some atrocious enterprise should act as if it were already accomplished should impose upon himself a future as irrevocable as the past.
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Accomplishment Future Past
The minotaur more than justifies the existence of the labyrinth.
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Existence Justify
Doubt is one of the names of intelligence.
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Doubt Inspirational Intelligence Name
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
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
The flattery of posterity is not worth much more than contemporary flattery, which is worth nothing.
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Flattery Poster Worth
Democracy is an abuse of statistics.
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Abuse Democracy Statistics
A writer’s work is the product of laziness.
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Lazy Poet Work Writing
Time can’t be measured in days the way money is measured in pesos and centavos, because all pesos are equal, while every day, perhaps every hour, is different.
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Day Different Measurement Money Time

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