More quotes by Jorge Luis Borges

"You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened."
"When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation."[As attributed by Alastair Reid in Neruda and Borges, The New Yorker, June 24, 1996; as well as in The Talk of the Town, The New Yorker, July 7, 1986]"
"I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books."
"Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time."
"Any life is made up of a single moment, the moment in which a man finds out, once and for all, who he is."