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I had always thought of Paradise / In form and image as a library.

Jorge Luis Borges

The future is inevitable and precise, but it may not occur. God lurks in the gaps.
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Future God Occur Weapon
I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books.
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Book Myself Sleep
I never reread what I’ve written. I’m far too afraid to feel ashamed of what I’ve done.
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Afraid Feeling Myself Reading Shame Writing
Reality may avoid the obligation to be interesting, but hypotheses may not.
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Avoid Interest Obligation Reality
Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
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Consume Fire Myself River Substance Time
There is nothing in the world that is not mysterious, but the mystery is more evident in certain things than in others: in the sea, in the eyes of the elders, in the color yellow, and in music.
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Eyes Music Mysterious World
We accept reality so readily – perhaps because we sense that nothing is real.
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Acceptance Reality Thinking
What a writer wants to do is not what he does.
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Himself Writing
I have preferred to teach my students not English literature but my love for certain authors, or, even better, certain pages, or even better than that, certain lines. One falls in love with a line, then with a page, then with an author. Well, why not? It is a beautiful process.
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Beautiful Better Fall In Love Literature Preference Student Teaching
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
What you really value is what you miss, not what you have.
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Missing Value Yourself
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
I saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.
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Color Reflection Rose
Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the bird’s cry. Do you want to touch what hands have never touched? Touch the earth. Verily I say that God is about to create the world.
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Creation Eyes Human Listening World
In adultery, there is usually tenderness and self-sacrifice; in murder, courage; in profanation and blasphemy, a certain satanic splendour. Judas elected those offences unvisited by any virtues: abuse of confidence and informing.
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Adultery Inform Sacrifice Tenderness University
Dictatorships foster oppression, dictatorships foster servitude, dictatorships foster cruelty; more abominable is the fact that they foster idiocy.
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Cruelty Dictatorship Fact Leadership Oppression Politics

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