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My heaviness comes from the heights.
Antonio Porchia
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Antonio Porchia
Age: 81 †
Born: 1886
Born: November 25
Died: 1968
Died: November 6
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Suffering is above, not below. And everyone thinks that suffering is below. And everyone wants to rise.
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Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.
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You are fastened to them and cannot understand how, because they are not fastened to you.
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The real it is well is something I say from the ground, having fallen.
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You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
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My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.
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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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We tear life out of life to use it for looking at itself.
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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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Humanity does not know where to go because no one is waiting for it: not even God.
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Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.
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Night is a world lit by itself.
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I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell I would not go alone.
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I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.
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You are sad because they abandon you and you have not fallen.
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I am chained to the earth to pay for the freedom of my eyes.
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Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life.
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They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
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When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.
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