Antonio Porchia Quotes

Night is a world lit by itself.

Antonio Porchia

Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

Antonio Porchia

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

Antonio Porchia

He who makes a paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger.

Antonio Porchia

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

Antonio Porchia

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

Antonio Porchia

A little candor never leaves me. It is what protects me.

Antonio Porchia

If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.

Antonio Porchia

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