“Quando me dás a mão, quando te encostas a mim, quando me apertas, não preciso ver-te por dentro.” — José Saramago Copy Share Image
“a casa, se a mulher que nela está é estimada e os filhos amados, tem o gosto que tem o pão, não… — José Saramago Copy Share Image
“Um dia terão lástima de nós as gentes do futuro por sabermos tão pouco e tão mal.” — José Saramago Copy Share Image
“Já sabemos que destes dois se amam as almas, os corpos e as vontades, porém, estando deitados, assistem as vontades e as… — José 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
anyone who gets up early by inclination or has been forced to rise early out of necessity finds it intolerable that others should go… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
Society has to change, but the political powers we have at the moment are not enough to effect this change. The whole democratic system… — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
“... aborrece os odores nocturnos, aquelas expansões do corpo a que nem poetas escapam".” — José Saramago Copy Share Image
