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
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.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
He who does not know how to create should not know.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.
For as long as and insofar as it cannot be, it is almost always a reproach to everything that can.
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.
When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel.
A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a man.
Not using faults does not mean that one does not have them.
When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.
There are sufferings that have lost their memory and do not remember why they are suffering.
Human suffering, while it is asleep, is shapeless. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker.
More grievous than tears is the sight of them.
I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.