Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity. Antonio Porchia More Quotes by Antonio Porchia More Quotes From Antonio Porchia I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it. Antonio Porchia You know so much about me and yet you don't understand me. To know is not to understand. We could know everything and still not understand anything. Antonio Porchia you-dont-understand-me understand-me stills Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life. Antonio Porchia distance lines life You think you are killing me. I think you are committing suicide. Antonio Porchia killing suicide thinking The fear of separation is all that unites. Antonio Porchia separation A door opens to me. I go in and am faced with a hundred closed doors. Antonio Porchia persistence stay-strong perseverance Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror. Antonio Porchia mirrors self They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own. Antonio Porchia conformity creativity criticism I know what I have given you, I do not know what you have received. Antonio Porchia gift-giving giving-not-receiving given When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost. Antonio Porchia clouds lost happiness We become aware of the void as we fill it. Antonio Porchia fill-the-void void emptiness One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. Antonio Porchia inspirational love funny Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the universal balance of which I am a part may remain a balance. Antonio Porchia inspirational life funny The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are. Antonio Porchia flower time hands In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing. Antonio Porchia broken-heart wise appreciation The shadows: some hide, others reveal. Antonio Porchia shadow Night is a world lit by itself. Antonio Porchia lit night world They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you. Antonio Porchia loving-you deceiving seems Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me. Antonio Porchia philosophical use philosophy Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists. Antonio Porchia losing-a-loved-one grief men
