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Time forks perpetually toward innumerable futures.

Jorge Luis Borges

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
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
Creativity is suspended between memory and forgetting.
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Creativity Forget Memories
The future is as irrevocable as an inflexible yesterday.
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Future Past
It is clear that there is no classification of the Universe that is not arbitrary and full of conjectures. The reason for this is very simple: we do not know what kind of thing the universe is.
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Known Reason Simplicity Universe
Loneliness does not worry me; life is difficult enough, putting up with yourself and with your own habits.
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Habit Life Lonely Worry Yourself
Let others pride themselves about how many pages they have written; I’d rather boast about the ones I’ve read.
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Oneself Page Pride Reading Writing
Your unforgivable sins do not allow you to see my splendor.
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Allow Forgiveness Myself See Sin
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
To die for a religion is easier than to live it absolutely.
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Death Easy Live Religion
What a writer wants to do is not what he does.
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Himself Writing
I walk slowly, like one who comes from so far away he doesn’t expect to arrive.
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Arrival Expectation Far Slow Walk
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
I have committed the worst of sins one can commit. I have not been happy.
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Commitment Happiness Myself Sin Worst
The fact is that poetry is not the books in the library. Poetry is the encounter of the reader with the book, the discovery of the book.
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Book Discover Fact Library Poetry
The flattery of posterity is not worth much more than contemporary flattery, which is worth nothing.
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Flattery Poster Worth

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