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Borges, Jorge Luis 14 Jun 18
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.
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Borges, Jorge Luis 9 May 16
I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.
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Borges, Jorge Luis 8 Feb 13
I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never been loyal.
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Borges, Jorge Luis Dec 7
What can I hold you with? I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of ragged suburbs.
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Borges, Jorge Luis 14 Sep 18
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon.
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María Álvarez Nov 13
Uncertainty, danger and defeat. Ese Borges era un optimista.
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Borges, Jorge Luis 10 Oct 16
The useless dawn finds me in a deserted streetcorner; I have outlived the night.
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Borges, Jorge Luis 30 Oct 15
I offer you the memory of yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.
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Jorge Luis Borges Oct 17
“I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat”
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Borges, Jorge Luis 14 Jun 18
The useless dawn finds me in a deserted streetcorner; I have outlived the night. Nights are proud waves: darkblue topheavy waves laden with all hues of deep spoil, laden with things unlikely and desirable.
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Esteban M. Pinotti 5 Feb 14
Replying to @NoelOdra @wdngtuppee
This is not a translation. Borges wrote these poems in English. The books is E.-
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Borges, Jorge Luis 29 Feb 12
RT : "I offer you whatever insight my books may hold, whatever manliness or humour my life..."
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