Antonio Porchia Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old Antonio Porchia quotes, Antonio Porchia sayings, and Antonio Porchia proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.

More grievous than tears is the sight of them. Antonio Porchia
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow. Antonio Porchia
Night is a world lit by itself. Antonio Porchia
Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little. Antonio Porchia
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing. Antonio Porchia
And if you find everything as soon as you look for it, you find it in vain, you look for it in vain. Antonio Porchia
Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you. Antonio Porchia
We become aware of the void as we fill it. Antonio Porchia
He who does not know how to believe, should not know. Antonio Porchia
Beyond my body my veins are invisible. Antonio Porchia
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow. Antonio Porchia
They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own. Antonio Porchia
The little things are what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity. Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. Antonio Porchia
Even the smallest of creatures carries the sun in its eyes. Antonio Porchia
What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same. Antonio Porchia
Night is world lit by itself. Antonio Porchia
The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken. Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. Antonio Porchia
Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see. Antonio Porchia
When you seem to be listening to my words, they seem to be your words, with me listening. Antonio Porchia
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. Antonio Porchia
The little things are what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity. Antonio Porchia