When I write, I do it urged by an intimate necessity. I don't have in mind an exclusive public, or a public… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I, who have been so many men in vain, want to be one man, myself alone. From out of a whirlwind the… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Music, feelings of happiness, mythology, faces worn by time, certain twilights and certain places, want to tell us something, or they told… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Music, feelings of happiness, mythology, faces worn by time, certain twilights and certain places, want to tell us something, or they told… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
At the beginning of their careers many writers have a need to overwrite. They choose carefully turned-out phrases; they want to impress… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
The execution was set for the 29th of March, at nine in the morning. This delay was due to a desire on the part… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Like all writers, he measured the achievements of others by what they had accomplished, asking of them that they measure him by what he… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Loneliness does not worry me; life is difficult enough, putting up with yourself and with your own habits. — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
The fact is that all writers create their precursors. Their work modifies our conception of the past, just as it is bound to modify… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I don't think we're capable of knowledge, but I like to keep an open mind. So if you ask me whether I believe in… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
The web of time - the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect, or ignore each other through the centuries - embraces "every"… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
When I write, I do it urged by an intimate necessity. I don't have in mind an exclusive public, or a public of multitudes,… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left. — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
