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One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
– Antonio Porchia
That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it.
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.
Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.
He who has seen everything empty itself is close to knowing what everything is filled with.
The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.
Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me.
He who does not know how to create should not know.
I keep my hands empty for the sake of what I have had in them.
What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.
God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man.
I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.
He who goes step by step always finds himself level with a step.
You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.
The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken.
Certainties are arrived at only on foot.
My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.
Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
What we pay for with our lives never costs too much.
They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.