Quotes from Antonio Porchia

All the suns labor to kindle your flame and a microbe puts it out.

Some things become so completely our own that we forget them.

More grievous than tears is the sight of them.

And if you find everything as soon as you look for it, you find it in vain, you look for it in vain.

A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a man.

Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years.

I am chained to the earth to pay for the freedom of my eyes.

Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror.

Man talks about everything, and he talks about everything as though the understanding of everything were all inside him.

Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.

My heaviness comes from the heights.

When I believe in nothing I do not want to meet you when you believe in nothing.

Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.

I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.

We tear life out of life to use it for looking at itself.

Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little.

My great day came and went, I do not know how. Because it did not pass through dawn when it came, nor through dusk when it went.

He who has made a thousand things and he who has made none, both feel the same desire: to make something.

The real "it is well" is something I say from the ground, having fallen.

My truths do not last long in me. Not as long as those that are not mine.

Yes, I will try to be. Because I believe that not being is arrogant.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

We become aware of the void as we fill it.

When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest.