I always live in the present. The future I can't know. The past I no longer have. Fernando Pessoa More Quotes by Fernando Pessoa More Quotes From Fernando Pessoa What's most worthless about dreams is that everybody has them. Fernando Pessoa worthless dream If we knew the truth, we'd see it; all else is system and outskirts. Fernando Pessoa ifs There are those that even God exploits, and they are prophets and saints in the vacuousness of the world. Fernando Pessoa prophet saint world Humanitarianism is rude. Fernando Pessoa humanitarianism rude If this be to have sense, if to be awake Be but to see this bright, great sleep of things, For the rarer potion mine own dreams I'll take And for truth commune with imaginings Fernando Pessoa awake dream sleep At first I felt dizzy - not with the kind of dizziness that makes the body reel but the kind that's like a dead emptiness in the brain, an instinctive awareness of the void. Fernando Pessoa void body brain Solitude desolates me; company oppresses me. Fernando Pessoa company solitude I walk along a street and see in the faces of the passersby not the expression they really have but the expression they would have for me if they knew about my life and how I am, if I carried, transparent in my gestures and my face, the ridiculous, timid abnormality of my soul. Fernando Pessoa gestures soul expression And leaning out the window, enjoying the day above the varying volume of the entire city, only one thought swells my soul – the intimate will to die, to finish, not to see more light over any city, not to think, not to feel, to leave behind like wrapping paper the course of the sun and the days, to rid myself, at the edge of the grand bed, as of a heavy suit, of the involuntary effort to be. Fernando Pessoa light cities thinking The poet is a pretender. / He pretends so completely, / that he even pretends that it is pain / the pain he really feels. Fernando Pessoa pain poetry feels I don't write in Portuguese. I write myself. Fernando Pessoa portuguese language writing I sometimes think, with a sad delight, that if one day, in a future I no longer belong to, these sentences, that I write, last with praise, I will at last have the people who understand me, those mine, the true family to be born in and be loved... I will only be understood in effigy, when affection no longer repays the dead the unaffection that was, when living. Fernando Pessoa writing people thinking I'm upset by the happiness of all these men who don't know they're unhappy. Because of that, though, I love them all. Dear vegetables! Fernando Pessoa upset vegetables men What's given, in fact, always depends on the person or thing it's given to. A minor incident in the street brings the cook to the door and entertains him more than I would be entertained by contemplating the most original idea, by reading the greatest book, or by having the most gratifying of useless dreams. If life is basically monotony, he has escaped it more than I. And he escapes it more easily than I. The truth isn't with him or with me, because it isn't with anyone, but happiness does belong to him. Fernando Pessoa reading dream book Your poems are of interest to mankind; your liver isn't. Drink till you write well and feel sick. Bless your poems and be damned to you. Fernando Pessoa drink sick writing Against destiny I fulfilled my duty. Uselessly? No, for I fulfilled it. Fernando Pessoa fulfilled destiny duty My curiosity sister of larks. Fernando Pessoa larks curiosity I want to be a work of art, at least in my soul, since I can’t be one in my body. Fernando Pessoa body soul art Today I suddenly experienced an absurd but quite valid sensation. I realized, in an intimate lightning flash, that I am no one. No one, absolutely no one. Fernando Pessoa intimate lightning today To think is to destroy. Fernando Pessoa thinking
