The man who acquires an encyclopedia does not thereby acquire every line, every paragraph, every page, and every illustration; he acquires the possibility of becoming familiar with one and another of those things.
JORGE LUIS BORGESThen 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.
More Jorge Luis Borges Quotes
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The minotaur more than justifies the existence of the labyrinth.
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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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While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
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A writer – and, I believe, generally all persons – must think that whatever happens to him or her is a resource.
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The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.
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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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Time is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
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When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation.
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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 may avoid the obligation to be interesting, but hypotheses may not.
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Democracy is an abuse of statistics.
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Art is endless like a river flowing, passing, yet remaining.
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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?
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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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What will die with me when I die, what pathetic or fragile form will the world lose?
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