With the passing of time, as well as the social evolution and genetic exchange, we ended up putting our conscience in the… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
Very few people are aware that in each of our fingers, located somewhere between the firs phalange, the mesophalange and the metaphalange,… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
The ear has to be educated if one wishes to appreciate musical sounds, just as the eyes must learn to distinguish the… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
Death ... doesn't take her eyes off us for a minute, so much so that even those who are not yet due… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
Words are like that, they deceive, they pile up, it seems they do not know where to go, and, suddenly, because of… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
blindness is a private matter between a person and the eyes with which he or she was born. — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
Words that come from the heart are never spoken, they get caught in the throat and can only be read in ones's… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
There is relationship between sight and touch, something about eyes being able to see through the fingers touching the clay, about fingers… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
“We are born, and at that moment, it is as if we had signed a pact for the rest of our life, but a… — José Saramago Copy Share Image
It takes little or nothing to undo reputations, the merest trifle makes and remakes them, it is simply a question of finding the best… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
With the passage of time, as well as the social evolution and genetic exchange, we ended up putting our conscience in the color of… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
“E se as histórias para crianças passassem a ser de leitura obrigatória para os adultos? Seriam eles capazes de aprender realmente o que há… — José Saramago Copy Share Image
“the inmates of the second ward in the right wing have decided, at long last, to bury their dead, at least we shall be… — José Saramago Copy Share Image
“Stretching one arm behind him, the man passed his hand over the horse's coat, his own skin transformed, or skin which had transformed into… — José Saramago Copy Share Image
...you have to leave the island in order to see the island, that we can't see ourselves unless we become free of ourselves, Unless… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
