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What will die with me when I die, what pathetic or fragile form will the world lose?

Jorge Luis Borges

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He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words; and that we may mention or allude to a thing, but not express it.
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Expression Finding Mention Rose Word
While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
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Awake Fantasy Philosophy Science World
The possibilities of the art of combination are not infinite, but they tend to be frightful.
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Art Combination Infinite Possible
Beyond my anxiety, beyond this writing, the universe waits, inexhaustible, inviting.
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Anxiety Beyond Inspirational Invitation Myself Universe
I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me.
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Earth Mirror Myself Reflection See
Every man should be capable of all ideas.
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Capable Ideas Man
Time, which despoils castles, enriches verses.
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Literature Patience Power Time
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
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Fiction Fight Funny Literature Story
Truth never penetrates an unwilling mind.
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Mindset Truth Willing
To be immortal is commonplace; except for man, all creatures are immortal, for they are ignorant of death; what is divine, terrible, incomprehensible, is to know that one is immortal.
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Creature Divine Ignorance Immortal Man Myself Terrible
The task of art is to transform what is continuously happening to us, to transform all of these things into symbols, into music, into something which can last in man’s memory. That is our duty. If we don’t fulfill it, we feel unhappy.
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Art Happiness Man Memories Music Transformation
When I wake up, I wake to something worse. It’s the astonishment of being myself.
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Astonishment Myself Wake Up Worst
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
I had always thought of Paradise / In form and image as a library.
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Form Heaven Library Myself Paradise Thinking
Doubt is one of the names of intelligence.
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Doubt Inspirational Intelligence Name
I 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.
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Detail Memories Myself Night Solitude Thinking Walk

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