The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own. — Antonio Porchia Journey Copy Share Image
All the suns labor to kindle your flame and a microbe puts it out. — Antonio Porchia Flame Copy Share Image
If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point. — Antonio Porchia Eyes Copy Share Image
When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
Not using faults does not mean that one does not have them. — Antonio Porchia Discipline and self control Copy Share Image
You can owe nothing, if you give back its light to the sun. — Antonio Porchia Giving Copy Share Image
Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity. — Antonio Porchia Brevity Copy Share Image
I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
Everything that I bear within me bound, is to be found somewhere else free. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
My father, when he went, made my childhood a gift of a half a century. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell; I would not go alone. — Antonio Porchia Heaven Copy Share Image
If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
When I believe in nothing I do not want to meet you when you believe in nothing. — Antonio Porchia Belief Copy Share Image
God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
It's been a long time since I asked anything of heaven, and my arms still haven't come down. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
Yes I will try to be. Because I believe that not being is arrogant. — Antonio Porchia Arrogant Copy Share Image
Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years. — Antonio Porchia Funny Copy Share Image
You are fastened to them and cannot understand how, because they are not fastened to you. — Antonio Porchia Funny Copy Share Image
“A veces de noche, enciendo la luz para no ver mi propia oscuridad.” — Antonio Porchia Amor Copy Share Image
Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing. — Antonio Porchia Greatness Copy Share Image
That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
A thing, until it is everything, is noise, and once it is everything it is silence. — Antonio Porchia Inspirational Copy Share Image
Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you. — Antonio Porchia Absence Copy Share Image
Human suffering, while it is asleep, is shapeless. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker. — Antonio Porchia Adversity Copy Share Image
When I am asleep I dream what I dream when I am awake. It's a continuous dream. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest. — Antonio Porchia Abyss Copy Share Image
Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
Suffering is above, not below. And everyone thinks that suffering is below. And everyone wants to rise. — Antonio Porchia Adversity Copy Share Image
No one understands that you have given everything. You must give more. — Antonio Porchia Effort Copy Share Image
When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
He who makes a paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger. — Antonio Porchia Balance Copy Share Image
He who has seen everything empty itself is close to knowing what everything is filled with. — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image