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Borges:
There is a concept which corrupts and upsets all others. I refer not to Evil, whose limited realm is that of ethics; I refer to the infinite.

I think that we may perhaps suppose that a time will come when men will be no longer aware of history as we are. A time will come when men shall care very little about the accidents and circumstances of beauty; they shall care for beauty itself. Perhaps they shall not even care about the names or the biographies of the poets... I suppose in a time to come (and I hope this time is around the corner), men will care for beauty, not for the circumstances of beauty.

Reality is not always probable, or likely.

I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.

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Around the World in Proverbs:
Do not push the river, it will flow by itself. - Polish Proverb

Since the house is on fire let us warm ourselves. - Italian Proverb

Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you. - Maori proverb

Whose bread I eat: his song I sing. - German Proverb

Live your own life, for you will die your own death. - Latin Proverb

When there is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you. - African Proverb

Every peasant is proud of the pond in his village because from it he measures the sea. - Russian Proverb

The rich would have to eat money if the poor did not provide food. - Russian Proverb

When spider webs unite, they can tie up a lion. - Ethiopian Proverb

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Finally My Shit:
Love is undefinable, as undefinable as the taste of water, the taste of a fruit... or an unknown fruit for the matter because it feels like a secret; a secret that slipped from the gods or stolen from them as Prometheus stole fire. Because love is like a fire. A flame that is a seed ripped from the heart and given to you to nurture it. As it grows, the flame suddenly is not so much warm, but it starts to burn. So we too rip it off and put our love in others. I have been shared this flame. I am Prometheus. We are Prometheus. Prometheus stole fire from the gods at Mt. Olympus to share with the human world. Yeah. WE are Prometheus.

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