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My truths do not last long in me. Not as long as those that are not mine.
Antonio Porchia
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Antonio Porchia
Age: 81 †
Born: 1886
Born: November 25
Died: 1968
Died: November 6
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I will help you approach if you approach, and to keep away if you keep away.
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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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If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point.
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I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.
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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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Some things become such a part of us that we forget them.
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I am chained to the earth to pay for the freedom of my eyes.
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I believe that the soul consists of its sufferings. For the soul that cures its own sufferings dies.
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Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.
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Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.
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When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself.
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Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror.
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Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little.
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Without this ridiculous vanity that takes the form of self-display, and is part of everything and everyone, we would see nothing, and nothing would exist.
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Certainties are arrived at only on foot.
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You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
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I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is.
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Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
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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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