| |  | | | | | | | | | | | The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb. | | Uncategorized | | | The flattery of posterity is not worth much more than contemporary flattery, which is worth nothing. | | Uncategorized | | | | | 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. | | Uncategorized | | | Through the years, a man peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, tools, stars, horses and people. Shortly before his death, he discovers that the patient labyrinth of lines traces the image of his own face. | | Uncategorized | | | 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. | | Time | | | 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. | | Immortality | | | To die for a religion is easier than to live it absolutely. | | Uncategorized | | | To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god. | | Love; Religion | | | Writing is nothing more than a guided dream. | | Writing | | | Your unforgivable sins do not allow you to see my splendor | | Sin | | | | | | | |
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