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We forget that we are all dead men conversing with dead men.

Jorge Luis Borges

The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
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Fiction Fight Funny Literature Story
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
I ask of any God, of any gods, that if they give immortality, I hope to be granted oblivion also.
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Desire God Immortal Myself
While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one.
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Awake Fantasy Philosophy Science World
Democracy is an abuse of statistics.
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Abuse Democracy Statistics
How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives?
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Illumination Live Management Ourselves
Creativity is suspended between memory and forgetting.
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Creativity Forget Memories
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
The possibilities of the art of combination are not infinite, but they tend to be frightful.
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Art Combination Infinite Possible
Reality is partial to symmetry and slight anachronisms
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Partial Reality Symmetry
Censorship is the mother of metaphor.
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Hide Metaphor Mom
No one is a poet from eight to twelve and from two to six. Whoever is a poet is one always, and continually assaulted by poetry.
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Age Oneself Poet Poetry
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
The future is as irrevocable as an inflexible yesterday.
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Future Past
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 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

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