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
I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.
Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.
Everything that I bear within me bound, is to be found somewhere else free.
When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself.
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.
Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.
A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a man.
Not using faults does not mean that one does not have them.
When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.
There are sufferings that have lost their memory and do not remember why they are suffering.
Human suffering, while it is asleep, is shapeless. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker.
More grievous than tears is the sight of them.
I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.