When one confesses to an act, one ceases to be an actor in it and becomes its witness, becomes a man that observes and narrates it and no longer the man that performed it.
JORGE LUIS BORGESI cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does.
More Jorge Luis Borges Quotes
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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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The visible universe was an illusion or, more precisely, a sophism. Mirrors and fatherhood are abominable because they multiply it and extend it.
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I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart, I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.
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A man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Shortly before he dies he discovers that this patient labyrinth of lines is a drawing of his own face.
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Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.
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Every man should be capable of all ideas.
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The worst labyrinth is not that intricate form that can entrap us forever, but a single and precise straight line.
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Happy are the beloved and the lovers and those who can live without love.
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Art is very mysterious. I wonder if you can really do any damage to art. I think that when we’re writing, something comes through or should come through, in spite of our theories. So theories are not really important.
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Each thing implies the universe.
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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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We accept reality so readily – perhaps because we sense that nothing is real.
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So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
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While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
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Time, which despoils castles, enriches verses.
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