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  • #1
    Adolfo Bioy Casares
    “To be on an island inhabited by artificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares,- to be in love with one of those images was worse than being in love with a ghost (perhaps we always want the person we love to have the existence of a ghost).”
    Adolfo Bioy Casares, The Invention of Morel

  • #2
    Maurice Merleau-Ponty
    “We speak of ‘inspiration,’ and the word should be taken literally. There really is inspiration and expiration of Being.”
    Maurice Merleau-Ponty

  • #3
    J.A. Baker
    “I have always longed to be part of the outward life, to be out there at the edge of things, to let the human taint wash away in emptiness and silence as the fox sloughs his smell into the cold unworldliness of water; to return to town a stranger. Wandering flushes a glory that fades with arrival.”
    J.A. Baker, The Peregrine

  • #4
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “One day or one night—between my days and nights, what difference can there be?—I dreamed that there was a grain of sand on the floor of my cell. Unconcerned, I went back to sleep; I dreamed that I woke up and there were two grains of sand. Again I slept; I dreamed that now there were three. Thus the grains of sand multiplied, little by little, until they filled the cell and I was dying beneath that hemisphere of sand. I realized that I was dreaming; with a vast effort I woke myself. But waking up was useless—I was suffocated by the countless sand. Someone said to me:

    You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of the grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.

    I felt lost. The sand crushed my mouth, but I cried out: I cannot be killed by sand that I dream —nor is there any such thing as a dream within a dream.

    — Jorge Luis Borges, The Writing of the God”
    Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph and Other Stories

  • #5
    Jorge Luis Borges
    “If I could live again my life,
    In the next – I’ll try,
    - to make more mistakes,
    I won’t try to be so perfect,
    I’ll be more relaxed,
    I’ll be more full – than I am now,
    In fact, I’ll take fewer things seriously,
    I’ll be less hygienic,
    I’ll take more risks,
    I’ll take more trips,
    I’ll watch more sunsets,
    I’ll climb more mountains,
    I’ll swim more rivers,
    I’ll go to more places – I’ve never been,
    I’ll eat more ice creams and less lima beans,
    I’ll have more real problems – and less imaginary ones,
    I was one of those people who live
    prudent and prolific lives -
    each minute of his life,
    Of course that I had moments of joy – but,
    if I could go back I’ll try to have only good moments,

    If you don’t know – that’s what life is made of,
    Don’t lose the now!

    I was one of those who never goes anywhere
    without a thermometer,
    without a hot-water bottle,
    and without an umbrella and without a parachute,

    If I could live again – I will travel light,
    If I could live again – I’ll try to work bare feet
    at the beginning of spring till the end of autumn,
    I’ll ride more carts,
    I’ll watch more sunrises and play with more children,
    If I have the life to live – but now I am 85,
    - and I know that I am dying …”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #6
    Franz Kafka
    “If I could drown in sleep as I drown in fear I would be no longer alive.”
    Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

  • #7
    Franz Kafka
    “I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.”
    Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

  • #8
    Leo Tolstoy
    “Something magical has happened to me: like a dream when one feels frightened and creepy, and suddenly wakes up to the knowledge that no such terrors exist. I have wakened up.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina



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