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More Quotes by José Saramago
The best way to killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud.
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.
We can escape from everything, but not from ourselves.
Each day is a little bit of history
Strictly speaking, we do not make decisions. Decisions make us.
Forgive me if what has seemed little to you, to me is all.
No human being can achieve all he or she desires in this life except in dreams, so good night all.
A journey never ends. Only the travellers end.