We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It's our own concept—our own selves—that we love. Fernando Pessoa More Quotes by Fernando Pessoa More Quotes From Fernando Pessoa The value of things is not the time they last, but the intensity with which they occur. That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people! Fernando Pessoa lasts unique people Life is what we make of it. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn't what we see but what we are. Fernando Pessoa book-of-disquiet traveler life-is The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are. Fernando Pessoa regret hurt hope Stones in the road? I save every single one, and one day I'll build a castle. Fernando Pessoa castles one-day stones I am nothing. I'll never be anything. I couldn't want to be something. Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world. Fernando Pessoa dream want world There is a time when it is necessary to abandon the used clothes, which already have the shape of our body and to forget our paths, which takes us always to the same places. This is the time to cross the river: and if we don't dare to do it, we will have stayed, forever beneath ourselves Fernando Pessoa clothes time rivers My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony. Fernando Pessoa symphony soul sound I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me. Fernando Pessoa book-of-disquiet found reality There are no norms. All people are exceptions to a rule that doesn’t exist. Fernando Pessoa norm exception people Have you ever considered, beloved other, how invisible we are to each other? We look at each other without seeing. We listen to each other and hear only a voice inside out self. The words of others are mistakes of our hearing, shipwrecks of our understanding. How confidently we believe OUR meanings of other people's words. Fernando Pessoa self mistake believe I always live in the present. The future I can't know. The past I no longer have. Fernando Pessoa live-in-the-present knows past In today's life, the world belongs only to the stupid, the insensitive and the agitated. The right to live and triumph is now conquered almost by the same means by which you conquer internment in an asylum: the inability to think, amorality and hiperexcitation. Fernando Pessoa stupid mean thinking Everything is worthwhile if the soul is not small. Fernando Pessoa worthwhile soul ifs Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. Fernando Pessoa book-of-disquiet hold-me interest Everything around me is evaporating. My whole life, my memories, my imagination and its contents, my personality - it's all evaporating. I continuously feel that I was someone else, that I felt something else, that I thought something else. What I'm attending here is a show with another set. And the show I'm attending is myself. Fernando Pessoa imagination personality memories We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky. Fernando Pessoa abyss sky two For who expects nothing, all that comes is grateful Fernando Pessoa expect-nothing grateful It's been a long time since I've been me. Fernando Pessoa long-time time long To kill our dream life would be to kill ourselves, to mutilate our soul. Dreaming is the one thing we have that's really ours, invulnerably and inalterably ours. Fernando Pessoa soul would-be dream There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful. Fernando Pessoa sailing ships pain
