Fernando Pessoa Quotes
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His livid face is a bewildered false green. I notice it, between the chest's hard air, with the fraternity of knowing I will also be so.
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We never love someone. We just love the idea we have of someone. It's a concept of ours - summing up, ourselves - that we love.
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Sailing is necessary, living is not necessary.
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Nature is the difference between the soul and God.
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Tedium is the lack of a mithology. To whom has no beliefs, even doubt is impossible, even skepticism has no strength to suspect.
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It was just a moment, and I saw myself. Then I no longer could say what I was.
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There's a tiredness of abstract intelligence, and it's the most horrible of tirednesses. It doesn't weight on you like the tiredness of the body, nor does it worry you like the tiredness of knowledge and emotion. It's a weightiness of the conscience of the world, an inability of the soul to breathe.
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O amor é que é essencial.O sexo é só um acidente.
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My God, my God, who am I attending to? How many am I? Who is me? What is this interval between me and me?
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The slope takes you to the windmill, but effort takes you nowhere.
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And let our despite go to those who work and fight and our hate to those who hope and trust.
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Pity him who lives at homeHappy with his life,Without a dream, a flexing of wings,To make him relinquishEven the warmest ember of his hearth!Pity him who is happy!He lives because life lasts.Nothing within him whispersMore than the primeval law:That life leads to the grave.
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In any spirit that isn't deformed there is the belief in God. In any spirit that is not deformed there isn't the belief in a particular God.
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The perfect man of pagans was the perfection of the man there is; the perfect man of christians, the perfection of the man there isn't; the buddhists' perfect man, the perfection of not existing a man.
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The sea is fulfilled, and the Empire fell apart. Lord, Portugal must yet fulfill itself!
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When I write, I solemnly visit myself.
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O meu passado é tudo quanto não consegui ser.
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O poeta é um fingidor.Finge tão completamenteQue chega a fingir que é dorA dor que deveras sente.
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Whether or not they exist, we're slaves to the gods.
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Nunca amamos ninguém. Amamos, tão-somente, a ideia que fazemos de alguém. É a um conceito nosso – em suma, é a nós mesmos – que amamos.
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Ah, poder ser tu, sendo eu!Ter a tua alegre inconsciência,E a consciência disso!
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My joy is as painful as my pain.
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To think is to destroy. The very process of thought indicates it for the same thought, as thinking is decomposing.
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Not pleasure, not glory, not power: freedom, only freedom.