Fernando Pessoa Quotes
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The consciousness of life's unconsciousness is intelligence's oldest tax.
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Destiny gave me only two things: a few accounting books and the gift of dreaming.
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My homeland is the portuguese language.
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Some sensations are sleeps that take up all the extent of the mind like a fog, don't let us think, don't let us act, don't let us be clearly.
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These are Fortunate Islands, These are lands without a place
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Given that we cannot know all the elements in a problem, we never can solve it.
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Sejamos simples e calmos,Como os regatos e as árvores,E Deus amar-nos-á fazendo de nósBelos como as árvores e os regatos,E dar-nos-á verdor na sua primavera,E um rio aonde ir ter quando acabemos...E não nos dará mais nada, porque dar-nos mais seria tirar-nos mais.
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I'm going to end a life that I thought could contain every kind of greatness but that in fact consisted only of my incapacity to really want to be great. Whenever I arrived at a certainty, I remembered that those with the greatest certainties are lunatics.
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'Any road', said Carlyle, 'even this road to Entepfuhl, will take you to the end of the world'. But the Entepfuhl road, if taken in its entirety, and to the end, goes back to Entepfuhl; so Entepfuhl, where we already were, is that very end of the world we were seeking.
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Strength without agility is a mere mass.
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The train slows down, it's the Cais do Sodré. I arrived to Lisbon, but not to a conclusion.
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I come closer to my desk as to a bulwark against life.
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Changing from the ghosts of faith to the spectres of reason is just changing cells.
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Only sterility is noble and dignified. Only killing what never was is elevated and perverse and absurd.
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Everyone has his vanity, and each one's vanity is his forgetting that there are others with an equal soul.
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The house clock, place certain there at the bottom of things, strikes the half hour dry and null. All is so much, all is so deep, all is so dark and cold!
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And as well as I dream, I reason if I want, for that's just another kind of dream.
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These pages are not my confession; they’re my definition. And I feel, as I begin to write it, that I can write it with some semblance of truth.
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I don't write in Portuguese. I write myself.
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To stagnate in the sun, goldenly, like an obscure lake surrounded by flowers.
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If we knew the truth, we'd see it; all else is system and outskirts.
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The superiority of the dreamer is that dreaming is much more practical than living, and that the dreamer extracts from life a much vaster and varied pleasure than the action man. In better and more direct words, the dreamer is the real action man.
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What is art but the denial of life?
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Knowing not to have illusions is absolutely necessary in order to have dreams.