Fernando Pessoa Quotes
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Every gesture is a revolutionary act.
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I say it because I don't believe.
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A morte é a curva da estrada,Morrer é só não ser visto.Se escuto, eu te oiço a passadaExistir como eu existo.A terra é feita de céu.A mentira não tem ninho.Nunca ninguém se perdeu.Tudo é verdade e caminho.
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I'm all those things, even though I don't want to, in the confuse depth of my fatal sensibility.
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My homeland is the portuguese language.
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Strength without agility is a mere mass.
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The idea of any social obligation ... just the idea of it embarasses my thoughts for a day, and sometimes it's since the day before that I worry, and don't sleep well, and the real affair, when it happens, is absolutely insignificant and justifies nothing; and the case repeats itself and I never learn to learn.
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If I had written King Lear, I would regret it all my life afterwards. Because that work is so big, that its defects show as huge, its monstrous defects, things even minimal in between some scenes and their possible perfection. It's not the sun with spots; it's a broken greek statue.
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O meu passado é tudo quanto não consegui ser.
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Then a overflowing desire comes to me, absurd, of a sort of satanism before Satan, in that one day ... an escape out of God can be found and the deepest of us stops, I don't know how, to be a part of being or not being.
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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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What is a disease is wishing with an equal intensity what is needed and what is desirable, and suffer for not being perfect as you would suffer for not having bread. The romantic error is this wanting the moon as if there was a way to get it.
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I never cared about whatever tragic event happened in China. It's faraway decoration, even if in blood and plague.
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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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'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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My dreams are a stupid refuge, like an umbrella against a thunderbolt.
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I exempt you of being present in my idea of you.
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Knowing not to have illusions is absolutely necessary in order to have dreams.
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Changing from the ghosts of faith to the spectres of reason is just changing cells.
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Art consists in making others feel what we feel.
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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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Direct experience is the evasion, or hiding place of those devoid of imagination.
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The consciousness of life's unconsciousness is intelligence's oldest tax.
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They were two and beautiful and wanted to be something else; love delayed itself to them in the tedium of the future, and regret of what would happen to be was already being the daughter of the love they hadn't had.