Quotes by Antonio Porchia

I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.

Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.

In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.