Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years. 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-meunderstand-mestills Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life. Antonio Porchia distancelineslife You think you are killing me. I think you are committing suicide. Antonio Porchia killingsuicidethinking 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 persistencestay-strongperseverance Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror. Antonio Porchia mirrorsself They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own. Antonio Porchia conformitycreativitycriticism I know what I have given you, I do not know what you have received. Antonio Porchia gift-givinggiving-not-receivinggiven When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost. Antonio Porchia cloudslosthappiness We become aware of the void as we fill it. Antonio Porchia fill-the-voidvoidemptiness One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. Antonio Porchia inspirationallovefunny 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 inspirationallifefunny The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are. Antonio Porchia flowertimehands In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing. Antonio Porchia broken-heartwiseappreciation The shadows: some hide, others reveal. Antonio Porchia shadow Night is a world lit by itself. Antonio Porchia litnightworld They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you. Antonio Porchia loving-youdeceivingseems 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 philosophicalusephilosophy Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists. Antonio Porchia losing-a-loved-onegriefmen
