“The Tejo runs down from Spain And the Tejo goes into the sea in Portugal. Everybody knows that. But not many people know the river of my village And where it comes from And where it’s going. And so, because… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
“Even so, I’m somebody. I’m the Discoverer of Nature. I’m the Argonaut of true sensations. I bring a new Universe to the Universe Because… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“the world wasn't made for us to think about it (to think is to have eyes that aren't well) but to look at it… — alberto caeiro Copy Share
“And I find a happiness in the fact of accepting — In the sublimely scientific and difficult fact of accepting the inevitable natural.” — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“I’m a keeper of flocks. The flock is my thoughts And my thoughts are all sensations. I think with my eyes and with my… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“But if God is the trees and the flowers And the hills and the moonlight and the sun, Why should I call him God?… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“A stagecoach passed by on the road and went on; And the road didn’t become more beautiful or even more ugly. That’s human action… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you? But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for a moment.… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“But if God is the flowers and the trees And the hills and the sun and the moonlight, Then I believe in him, Then… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“I was born subject like others to errors and defects, But never to the error of wanting to understand too much, Never to the… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“My look blue as the sky Is as calm as water in the sun. It’s that way, blue and calm, Because it doesn’t question… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“I don’t regret anything I was before because I still am. I only regret not having loved you. Put your hands in mine And… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“If I die very young, hear this: I was never anything but a kid playing. I was a heathen like the sun and the… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“Now I sense the perfume of flowers like seeing a new thing. I know they smell just as well as I know I existed.… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
“The man stopped talking and was looking at the sunset. But what does someone who hates and loves want with a sunset?” — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share
