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My bits of time play with eternity.

Antonio Porchia

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Antonio Porchia
Age: 81 †
Born: 1886
Born: November 25
Died: 1968
Died: November 6
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Eternity
Bits
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Time

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The less you think you are, the more you bear. And if you think you are nothing, you bear everything.
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Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.
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We tear life out of life to use it for looking at itself.
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The little things are what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.
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If you are good to this one and that one, this one and that one will say that you are good. If you are good to everyone, no one will say that you are good.
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Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.
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Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years.
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He who goes step by step always finds himself level with a step.
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When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel.
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A thing, until it is everything, is noise, and once it is everything it is silence.
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I am chained to the earth to pay for the freedom of my eyes.
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A little candor never leaves me. It is what protects me.
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Every time I wake, I understand how easy it is to be nothing.
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I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is.
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Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life.
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If only I could leave everything as it is, without moving a single star or a single cloud. Oh, if only I could!
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He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.
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The shadows: some hide, others reveal.
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My great day came and went, I do not know how. Because it did not pass through dawn when it came, nor through dusk when it went.
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You know so much about me and yet you don't understand me. To know is not to understand. We could know everything and still not understand anything.
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