How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives?
It’s a shame that we have to choose between two such second-rate countries as the USSR and the USA.
He was very religious; he believed that he had a secret pact with God which exempted him from doing good in exchange for prayers and piety.
The machinery of the world is far too complex for the simplicity of men.
What man of us has never felt, walking through the twilight or writing down a date from his past, that he has lost something infinite?
You who read me, are You sure of understanding my language?
We have stopped believing in progress. What progress that is !
It only takes two facing mirrors to build a labyrinth.
Time forks perpetually toward innumerable futures.
When I wake up, I wake to something worse. It’s the astonishment of being myself.
Time, which despoils castles, enriches verses.
Loneliness does not worry me; life is difficult enough, putting up with yourself and with your own habits.
There is no point in being overwhelmed by the appalling total of human sufferring; such a total does not exist. Neither poverty nor pain is accumulable.
He constructed a vast labyrinthine of periods, made impassable by the piling-up of clauses upon clauses-clauses in which oversight and bad grammar seemed manifestations of disdain.
A man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Shortly before he dies he discovers that this patient labyrinth of lines is a drawing of his own face.
The task of art is to transform what is continuously happening to us, to transform all of these things into symbols, into music, into something which can last in man’s memory. That is our duty. If we don’t fulfill it, we feel unhappy.
All theories are legitimate, no matter. What matters is what you do with them.
The European and the North American consider that a book that has been awarded any kind of prize must be good; the Argentine allows for the possibility that the book might not be bad, despite the prize.
You may win your heart’s desire, but in the end you’re cheated of it by death.
Israelites, Christians and Muslims profess immortality, but the veneration they render this world proves they believe only in it, since they destine all other worlds, in infinite number, to be its reward or punishment.