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Antonio Porchia
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Antonio Porchia
Age: 81 †
Born: 1886
Born: November 25
Died: 1968
Died: November 6
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Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little.
Antonio Porchia
I believe that the soul consists of its sufferings. For the soul that cures its own sufferings dies.
Antonio Porchia
Even the smallest of creatures carries the sun in its eyes.
Antonio Porchia
If only I could leave everything as it is, without moving a single star or a single cloud. Oh, if only I could!
Antonio Porchia
Man goes nowhere, everything comes to man like tomorrow.
Antonio Porchia
The real it is well is something I say from the ground, having fallen.
Antonio Porchia
He who goes step by step always finds himself level with a step.
Antonio Porchia
I have scarcely touched the sky and I am made of it.
Antonio Porchia
You are sad because they abandon you and you have not fallen.
Antonio Porchia
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.
Antonio Porchia
I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.
Antonio Porchia
When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.
Antonio Porchia
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.
Antonio Porchia
I can wait for you longer. Because you have arrived.
Antonio Porchia
I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell I would not go alone.
Antonio Porchia
Every time I wake, I understand how easy it is to be nothing.
Antonio Porchia
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.
Antonio Porchia
The shadows: some hide, others reveal.
Antonio Porchia
Beyond my body my veins are invisible.
Antonio Porchia
Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.
Antonio Porchia