Top 123 Quotes & Sayings by Antonio Porchia

Explore popular quotes and sayings by an Italian poet Antonio Porchia.
Last updated on November 8, 2024.
Antonio Porchia

Antonio Porchia was an Argentinian poet.

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.
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.
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing. — © Antonio Porchia
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.
Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.
You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
He who has seen everything empty itself is close to knowing what everything is filled with.
Certainties are arrived at only on foot.
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
He who goes step by step always finds himself level with a step.
If you are good to this one and that one, this one and that one will say that you are good. If you are good to everyone, no one will say that you are good.
My poverty is not complete: it lacks me. — © Antonio Porchia
My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.
What we pay for with our lives never costs too much.
I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it.
Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.
He who does not know how to create should not know.
The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken.
I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.
They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own.
That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.
The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
I keep my hands empty for the sake of what I have had in them.
God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man.
What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same.
When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.
The fear of separation is all that unites.
A large heart can be filled with very little.
Night is a world lit by itself.
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
What do others think they see?
Even the smallest of creatures carries the sun in its eyes.
A door opens to me. I go in and am faced with a hundred closed doors.
I have scarcely touched the sky and I am made of it.
Man talks about everything, and he talks about everything as though the understanding of everything were all inside him.
You think you are killing me.  I think you are committing suicide. — © Antonio Porchia
You think you are killing me. I think you are committing suicide.
Injury, when it is slight, upsets me; when it is strong it calms me.
Yes, this is what good is: to forgive evil. There is no other good.
A thing, until it is everything, is noise, and once it is everything it is silence.
We become aware of the void as we fill it.
I know what I have given you, I do not know what you have received.
When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest.
Man goes nowhere, everything comes to man like tomorrow.
The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point.
The less you think you are, the more you bear. And if you think you are nothing, you bear everything. — © Antonio Porchia
The less you think you are, the more you bear. And if you think you are nothing, you bear everything.
He who has made a thousand things and he who has made none, both feel the same desire: to make something.
The confession of one man humbles all.
I will help you approach if you approach, and to keep away if you keep away.
Some things become such a part of us that we forget them.
Yes, I will try to be. Because I believe that not being is arrogant.
I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell; I would not go alone.
Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror.
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.
Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.
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.
Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life.
The shadows: some hide, others reveal.
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