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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My head and the universe ache me.
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Fingir é conhecer-se.
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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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Nature is the difference between the soul and God.
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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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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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It was just a moment, and I saw myself. Then I no longer could say what I was.
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Para ser grande, sê inteiro: nadaTeu exagera ou exclui.Sê todo em cada coisa. Põe quanto ésNo mínimo que fazes.Assim em cada lago a lua todaBrilha, porque alta vive.
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Yes, talking to people makes me sleepy.
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Being pleased with what they give you is proper of slaves. Asking for more is proper of children. Conquering more is proper of fools.
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In order to understand, I destroyed myself.
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I search and can't find myself. I belong in chrysanthemum time, sharp in calla lily elongations. God made my soul into an ornamental thing.
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The sea is fulfilled, and the Empire fell apart. Lord, Portugal must yet fulfill itself!
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The slope takes you to the windmill, but effort takes you nowhere.
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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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It's in an inland sea that the river of my life ended.
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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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O amor é que é essencial.O sexo é só um acidente.
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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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Ah, poder ser tu, sendo eu!Ter a tua alegre inconsciência,E a consciência disso!
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Whether or not they exist, we're slaves to the gods.
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Here lies, on the small farthest beach,the Captain of the End.
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Against destiny I fulfilled my duty . Uselessly? No, for I fulfilled it.