La ceguera gradual no es cosa trágica. Es como un lento atardecer de verano.
Jorge Luis BorgesEl hombre olvida que es un muerto que conversa con muertos.
Jorge Luis BorgesIn a riddle whose answer is chess, what is the only prohibited word?
Jorge Luis BorgesA man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Shortly before he dies he discovers that this patient labyrinth of lines is a drawing of his own face.
Jorge Luis BorgesSer inmortal es baladí; menos el hombre, todas las criaturas lo son, pues ignoran la muerte; lo divino, lo terrible, lo incomprensible, es saberse inmortal.
Jorge Luis BorgesComo todo poseedor de una biblioteca, Aureliano se sabía culpable de no conocerla hasta el fin
Jorge Luis BorgesMi carne puede tener miedo; yo, no.
Jorge Luis Borges(...) antes de entrar en batalla, nadie sabía quién es. Alguien podía pensarse cobarde y ser un valiente, y asimismo al revés (...)
Jorge Luis BorgesI had always imagined Paradise as a kind of library.
- Blindness
The three of them knew it. She was Kafka’s mistress. Kafka had dreamt her. The three of them knew it. He was Kafka’s friend. Kafka had dreamt him. The three of them knew it. The woman said to the friend, Tonight I want you to have me. The three of them knew it. The man replied: If we sin, Kafka will stop dreaming us. One of them knew it. There was no longer anyone on earth. Kafka said to himself Now the two of them have gone, I’m left alone. I’ll stop dreaming myself.
Jorge Luis BorgesStichwörter: dreams dream franz-kafka borges kafka jorge-luis-borges ein-traum
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