While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
JORGE LUIS BORGESWhile we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
JORGE LUIS BORGESChang Tzu tells us of a persevering man who after three laborious years mastered the art of dragon-slaying. For the rest of his days, he had not a single opportunity to test his skills.
JORGE LUIS BORGESI do not write for a select minority, which means nothing to me, nor for that adulated platonic entity known as ‘The Masses’. Both abstractions, so dear to the demagogue, I disbelieve in. I write for myself and for my friends, and I write to ease the passing of time.
JORGE LUIS BORGESWe have a very precise image – an image at times shameless – of what we have lost, but we are ignorant of what may follow or replace it.
JORGE LUIS BORGESI saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.
JORGE LUIS BORGESThe things that are said in literature are always the same. What is important is the way they are said.
JORGE LUIS BORGESTo fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.
JORGE LUIS BORGESFrom my weakness, I drew strength that never left me.
JORGE LUIS BORGESThe sea is an idiom I cannot decipher.
JORGE LUIS BORGESWhen you reach my age, you realize you couldn’t have done things very much better or much worse than you did them in the first place.
JORGE LUIS BORGESCensorship is the mother of metaphor.
JORGE LUIS BORGESBeing an agnostic means all things are possible, even God, even the Holy Trinity. This world is so strange that anything may happen, or may not happen. Being an agnostic makes me live in a larger, a more fantastic kind of world, almost uncanny. It makes me more tolerant.
JORGE LUIS BORGESThe original is unfaithful to the translation.
JORGE LUIS BORGESThe future is as irrevocable as an inflexible yesterday.
JORGE LUIS BORGESThe future has no other reality than as present hope, and the past is no more than present memory.
JORGE LUIS BORGESI 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.
JORGE LUIS BORGES