Fernando Pessoa Quotes
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I think of life as an inn where I have to stay until the abyss coach arrives. I don't know where it will take me, for I know nothing.
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The consciousness of life's unconsciousness is intelligence's oldest tax.
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Inside the henhouse from where he will be taken to be killed, the cock sings hymns to liberty because he was given two perches.
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Everything is absurd.
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To stagnate in the sun, goldenly, like an obscure lake surrounded by flowers.
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What, I believe, produces in me the deep feeling, in which I live, of incongruity with others, is that most think with sensitivity, while I feel with thought.
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That's not my love; that's just your life.
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You breathe better when you're rich.
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Yet I have no stylistic nobility. My head aches because my head aches. The universe aches me because my head aches.
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I have now so many fundamental thoughts, so many really metaphysical things to say, that I suddenly get tired and decide not to write more, not to think more, but allow the fever of saying to make me sleepy, and fondle, with closed eyes, as if to a cat, all that I could have said.
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Action men are the unvoluntary slaves of wise men.
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Given that we cannot know all the elements in a problem, we never can solve it.
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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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All pleasure is a vice, for seeking pleasure is what everybody does in life, and the only dark vice is doing what everybody does.
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It is noble to be shy, illustrious not to know how to act, great not to have a gift for living.
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The beauty of a naked body is felt only by the dressed races.
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The end is low, like all quantitative ends, personal or not, and it can be attained and verified.
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As we wash our body so we should wash destiny, change life as we change clothes.
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Thing thrown to a corner, rag fallen on the road, my ignoble being feigns itself in front of life.
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Faithful to the word given and the idea had. All else is up to God!
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A liberdade é a possibilidade do isolamento... Se te é impossível viver só, nasceste escravo.
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We adore perfection because we can't have it; it would disgust us if we had it. Perfect is inhuman, because human is imperfect.
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Be plural like the Universe.
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They bring me faith like a closed package in someone else's plate. They want me to accept it so that I don't open it.