And yet, and yet Denying temporal succession, denying the self, denying the astronomical universe, are apparent desperations and secret consolations. Our destiny is not frightful by being unreal; it is frightful because it is irreversible and iron-clad. Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire. The world, unfortunately, is real; I, unfortunately, am Borges.

About This Quote

About Jorge Luis Borges

Jorge Luis Borges.

Themes

  • Time — Reflections on the passage of time and how we spend it

More quotes by Jorge Luis Borges

Related Quotes