Antonio Porchia
Antonio Porchia
Antonio Porchiawas an Argentinian poet. He was born in Conflenti, Italy, but, after the death of his father in 1900, moved to Argentina. He wrote a Spanish book entitled Voces, a book of aphorisms. It has since been translated into Italian and into English, French, and German. A very influential, yet extremely succinct writer, he has been a cult author for a number of renowned figures of contemporary literature and thought such as André Breton, Jorge Luis Borges, Roberto Juarroz...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth13 November 1886
CountryItaly
The less you think you are, the more you bear. And if you think you are nothing, you bear everything.
I will help you to approach if you approach, and to keep away if you keep away.
My heaviness comes from the heights.
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
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.
I keep my hands empty for the sake of what I have had in them.
If a fanatic is willing to give his life for a cause, he's probably willing to give yours as well I know what I have given you. I do not know what you have received
Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years.
If those who owe us nothing gave us nothing, how poor we would be.
He who has seen everything empty itself is close to knowing what everything is filled with.
When I believe in nothing I do not want to meet you when you believe in nothing.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point.
What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same.
And if you find everything as soon as you look for it, you find it in vain, you look for it in vain.