Jorge Luis Borges
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Jorge Luis Borges
Jorge Francisco Isidoro Luis Borges KBE; 24 August 1899 – 14 June 1986), was an Argentine short-story writer, essayist, poet and translator, and a key figure in Spanish-language literature. His best-known books, Ficcionesand El Aleph, published in the 1940s, are compilations of short stories interconnected by common themes, including dreams, labyrinths, libraries, mirrors, fictional writers, philosophy, and religion...
NationalityArgentinian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth24 August 1899
stones sand ifs
Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.
divinity mask individual
This felicitous supposition declared that there is only one Individual, and that this indivisible Individual is every one of the separate beings in the universe, and that these beings are the instruments and masks of divinity itself.
superficial-things opinion superficial
When you come right down to it, opinions are the most superficial things about anyone
life-and-death lacking has-beens
Life and death have been lacking in my life.
wake-up astonishment being-myself
When I wake up, I wake to something worse. It’s the astonishment of being myself
warning might incredibles
It seemed incredible that this day, a day without warnings or omens, might be that of my implacable death.
dragons ignorant universe
We are as ignorant of the meaning of the dragon as we are of the meaning of the universe.
possibility embrace century
The web of time - the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect, or ignore each other through the centuries - embraces "every" possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist and not I, while in others I do, and you do not, and in yet others both of us exist.
universe
Each thing implies the universe.
incredibles should premonition
It seemed incredible to me that day without premonitions or symbols should be the one of my inexorable death .
afterlife world might
I might accept immortality, if I had to do it. But I would prefer - if there is any afterlife - to know nothing whatever about Borges, about his experiences in this world.