"So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers."
"The thought came over me that never would one full and absolute moment, containing all the others, justify my life, that all of my instants would be provisional phases, annihilators of the past turned to face the future, and that beyond the episodic, the present, the circumstantial, we were nobody."
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Source: Jorge Luis Borges, Eliot Weinberger (1999). “Selected Non-fictions”, Viking Press
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