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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.

Jorge Luis Borges

Chang 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.
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Fantasy Hard Time Himself Man Opportunity Skills Story
The sea is an idiom I cannot decipher.
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Literature Metaphor Myself Sea
I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me.
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Earth Mirror Myself Reflection See
Films are even stranger, for what we are seeing are not disguised people but photographs of disguised people, and yet we believe them while the film is being shown.
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Believe Disguise Movie People Photograph Stranger
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
A system is nothing more than the subordination of all aspects of the universe to any one of such aspects.
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Aspect System Universe
What will die with me when I die, what pathetic or fragile form will the world lose?
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Death Form Fragile Lose World
The earth we inhabit is an error, an incompetent parody. Mirrors and paternity are abominable because they multiply and affirm it.
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Affirmation Earth Errors Mistake
I might accept immortality, if I had to do it. But I would prefer – if there is any afterlife – to know nothing whatever about Borges, about his experiences in this world.
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Acceptance Experience Immortal World
To arrange a library is to practice in a quiet and modest way the art of criticism.
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Arrangement Criticism Practice Quiet
What a writer wants to do is not what he does.
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Himself Writing
We are our memory, we are that chimerical museum of shifting shapes, that pile of broken mirrors.
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Memories Mirror Museum Shape
The tango is a direct expression of something that poets have often tried to state in words: the belief that a fight may be a celebration.
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Belief Celebration Direct Expression Fight State
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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Dangerous Darkness Defeat Heart Hungry Lonely Myself
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
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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Choice Country Shame

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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