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More Quotes by José Saramago
Men are angels born without wings, nothing could be nicer than to be born without wings and to make them grow.
Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.
If I'm sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?
A tree weeps when cut down, a dog howls when beaten, but a man matures when offended.
Some people spend their entire lives reading but never get beyond reading the words on the page, they don't understand that the words are merely stepping stones placed across a fast-flowing river, and the reason they're there is so that we can reach the farther shore, it's the other side that matters...
Each day is a little bit of history
The difficult thing isn't living with other people, it's understanding them.
The best way to killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud.
We can escape from everything, but not from ourselves.
Chaos is merely order waiting to be deciphered