Aphorisms
by Antonio Porchia (Translated by W. S. Merwin) Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me. When one does not love the impossible, one does not love anything. Every time I wake I understand how easy it is to be nothing. Now you do not know what to do, not even when you go back to being a child. And it is sad to see a child who does not know what to do. Only a few arrive at nothing, because the way is long. |