Antonio Porchia
Antonio Porchia
Antonio Porchiawas an Argentinian poet. He was born in Conflenti, Italy, but, after the death of his father in 1900, moved to Argentina. He wrote a Spanish book entitled Voces, a book of aphorisms. It has since been translated into Italian and into English, French, and German. A very influential, yet extremely succinct writer, he has been a cult author for a number of renowned figures of contemporary literature and thought such as André Breton, Jorge Luis Borges, Roberto Juarroz...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth13 November 1886
CountryItaly
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
My final belief is suffering. And I begin to believe that I do not suffer.
He who tells the truth says almost nothing.
The confession of one man humbles all.
The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.
My heaviness comes from the heights.
Human suffering, while it is asleep, is shapeless. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker.
There are sufferings that have lost their memory and do not remember why they are suffering.
I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell; I would not go alone.
A little candor never leaves me. It is what protects me.
More grievous than tears is the sight of them.
He who makes a paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger.
If only I could leave everything as it is, without moving a single star or a single cloud. Oh, if only I could!