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While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.

Jorge Luis Borges

Poetry remembers that it was an oral art before it was a written art.
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Art Oral Poetry Remember Writing
Soccer is popular because stupidity is popular.
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Popular Sports Stupidity
I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.
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Existence Love Myself Reading Travel Visit Woman Writing
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
When I write, I do it urged by an intimate necessity. I don’t have in mind an exclusive public, or a public of multitudes, I don’t think in either thing. I think about expressing what I want to say. I try to do it in the simplest way possible.
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Expression Intimate Myself Necessary Possible Simplicity Writing
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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Drawing Face Man Portray
I have always come to life after coming to books.
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Book Feeling Life Myself
Every man should be capable of all ideas.
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Capable Ideas Man
The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.
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Confusion Orthodox
Israelites, Christians and Muslims profess immortality, but the veneration they render this world proves they believe only in it, since they destine all other worlds, in infinite number, to be its reward or punishment.
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Believe Destiny Punishment Religion Reward Secularism World
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
Art is endless like a river flowing, passing, yet remaining.
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Art Creativity End River
It means much to have loved, to have been happy, to have laid my hand on the living Garden, even for a day.
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Day Garden Hands Live Love
It also occurred to him that throughout history, humankind has told two stories: the story of a lost ship sailing the Mediterranean seas in quest of a beloved isle, and the story of a god who allows himself to be crucified on Golgotha.
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Allow Himself History Human Sea
Man’s memory shapes Its own Eden within.
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Man Memories Shape
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

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