So my life is a point-counterpoint, a kind of fugue, and a falling away–and everything winds up being lost to me, and everything falls into oblivion, or into the hands of the other man.
Jorge Luis BorgesAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet, Writer
- Nationality: argentinian
- Born: August 24, 1899
- Died: June 14, 1986
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