Quotes by : Antonio Porchia

I am chained to the earth to pay for freedom of my eyes.

Night is a world lit by itself

We become aware of the void as we fill it.

He who does not know how to believe, should not know.

Near me nothing but distances.

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

I know what I have given you... I do not know what you have received.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

One learns not to need by needing.

Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.