Jorge Luis Borges
Jorge Luis Borges
Jorge Francisco Isidoro Luis Borges KBE; 24 August 1899 – 14 June 1986), was an Argentine short-story writer, essayist, poet and translator, and a key figure in Spanish-language literature. His best-known books, Ficcionesand El Aleph, published in the 1940s, are compilations of short stories interconnected by common themes, including dreams, labyrinths, libraries, mirrors, fictional writers, philosophy, and religion...
NationalityArgentinian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth24 August 1899
writing literature
All literature, is, finally autobiographical.
order literature causes
In the order of literature, as in others, there is no act that is not the coronation of an infinite series of causes and the source of an infinite series of effects.
literature ends myth
For myth is at the beginning of literature, and also at its end.
life literature tolerable
Imprecision is tolerable and verisimilar in literature, because we always tend towards it in life.
reading finals literature
In the course of a life devoted less to living than to reading, I have verified many times that literary intentions and theories are nothing more than stimuli and that the final work usually ignores or even contradicts them.
literature
One literature differs from another, either before or after it, not so much because of the text as for the manner in which it is read.
important way literature
The things that are said in literature are always the same. What is important is the way they are said.
book simple literature
Literature is not exhaustible, for the sufficient and simple reason that a single book is not.
concept destroyer empire limited whose
There is a concept that is the corrupter and destroyer of all others. I speak not of Evil, whose limited empire is that of ethics; I speak of the infinite.
bound conception create fact future work writers
The fact is that all writers create their precursors. Their work modifies our conception of the past, just as it is bound to modify the future.
mistake writing thinking
I try to avoid purple patches, fine writing, all that kind of thing... because I think they're a mistake. And then sometimes it comes through and sometimes it doesn't, but that's not up to me. It's up to chance.
giving oblivion granted
I ask of any God, of any gods, that if they give immortality, I hope to be granted oblivion also.
memories mean identity
I suppose identity depends on memory. And if my memory is blotted out, then I wonder if I exist - I mean, if I am the same person. Of course, I don't have to solve that problem. It's up to God, if any.
dream thinking may
I wonder if I have woven through dreams the sexual strife. I don't think so. But after all, my business is to weave dreams. I suppose I may be allowed to choose the material.