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The mind was dreaming. The world was its dream.

Jorge Luis Borges

We accept reality so readily – perhaps because we sense that nothing is real.
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Acceptance Reality Thinking
Another school declares that all time has already transpired and that our life is only the crepuscular and no doubt falsified and mutilated memory or reflection of an irrecoverable process.
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Doubt Fake Memories Process Reflection School
The worst labyrinth is not that intricate form that can entrap us forever, but a single and precise straight line.
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Forever Form Ourselves Worst
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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Art Damage Important Mystery Theory Writing Yourself
A writer – and, I believe, generally all persons – must think that whatever happens to him or her is a resource.
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Believe Myself Resource Writing
Beyond my anxiety, beyond this writing, the universe waits, inexhaustible, inviting.
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Anxiety Beyond Inspirational Invitation Myself Universe
You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.
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Death End Infinity Sleep Wake Yourself
I have always come to life after coming to books.
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Book Feeling Life Myself
Writing long books is a laborious and impoverishing act of foolishness: expanding in five hundred pages an idea that could be perfectly explained in a few minutes. A better procedure is to pretend that those books already exist and to offer a summary, a commentary.
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Books Existence Fools Ideas Summary Writing
The truth is that we live out our lives putting off all that can be put off; perhaps we all know deep down that we are immortal and that sooner or later all men will do and know all things.
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Immortal Live Truth Willing
Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
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Consume Fire Myself River Substance Time
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.
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Actor Confession Man Observation Oneself Performance
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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Father Mirror Universe Visible
A writer’s work is the product of laziness.
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Lazy Poet Work Writing
A poet is a discoverer rather than an inventor.
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Discover Invention Poet
I think of reading a book as no less an experience than travelling or falling in love.
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Book Experience Fall In Love Thinking

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