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Antonio Porchia Quotes - Page 3

Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison.

"Voices". Book by Antonio Porchia, 1943.

My bits of time play with eternity.

"Voices". Book by Antonio Porchia, 1943.

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

"Voices". Book by Antonio Porchia, 1943.

Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

"Voices". Book by Antonio Porchia, 1943.