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Everything touches everything.

Jorge Luis Borges

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
Every novel is an ideal plane inserted into the realm of reality.
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Ideas Novel Plane Reality
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
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
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
Reality is partial to symmetry and slight anachronisms
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Partial Reality Symmetry
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
Everything touches everything.
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Connection One Liner Touch
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
The future has no other reality than as present hope, and the past is no more than present memory.
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Future Hope Memories Present Reality
Every man should be capable of all ideas.
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Capable Ideas Man
From my weakness, I drew strength that never left me.
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Inspirational Motivational Weakness
I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left.
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Man Myself See Soldier
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
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
Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.
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Build Philosophy Stone

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