All Fernando Pessoa Quotes
- My happiest hours are those in which I think nothing, want nothing, when I do not even dream, but lose myself in some spurious vegetable… Absurd
- I always live in the present. I don’t know the future and no longer have the past. The former oppresses me as the possibility of… Always Live
- I’m beginning to know myself. I don’t exist. I’m the space between what I’d like to be and what others made of me. Just let… All
- A great emotion is too selfish ; it takes into itself all the blood of the spirit, and the congestion leaves the hands too cold… All
- 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… Always Depends
- All of this passes, and none of it means anything to me.It's all foreign to my fate, and even to fate as a whole. It'sjust… All
- The principle tragedy of my life is, like all tragedies, an irony of Destiny. I reject real life as if it were a condemnation; I… All
- Let's develop theories patiently and honestly thinking them out, in order to promptly act against them - acting and justifying our actions with new theories… Act
- Whenever someone tells me he dreamed, I wonder if he realizes that he has never done anything but dream. Done Anything
- Wise is he who enjoys the show offered by the world. Enjoy
- La literatura es la manera más agradable de ignorar la vida. Es La
- I enjoy wording. Words for me are tangible bodies, visible sirens, incarnate sensualities. Bodies
- To be great, be whole; Exclude nothing. Be whole in everything. Exclude
- In the very corner of my soul there is an altar to a different god. Altar
- I realize that, while often happy and often cheerful, I am always sad. Always Sad
- Should you ask me if I'm happy, I'll answer that I'm not. Answer
- I want to be a work of art, at least in my soul, since I can’t be one in my body. Art
- I've reached the point where tedium is a person, the incarnate fiction of my own company. Company
- I am tired of myself in every way. All things, deep down to the secret of their roots, are stained by the color of my… All
- Sometimes, when I wake up at night, I feel invisible hands weaving my destiny. Destiny
- Give to each emotion a personality, to each state of mind a soul. Each
- I was a poet animated by philosophy, not a philosopher with poetic faculties. Animated
- That is my morality or my metaphysics or me myself: a passer-by in everything, even my own soul. I belong to nothing, I desire nothing,… Abstract
- The abstract intelligence produces a fatigue that's the worst of all fatigues. It doesn't weigh on us like bodily fatigue, nor disconcert like the fatigue… Abstract
- I am the outskirts of some non-existent town, the long-winded prologue to an unwritten book. I'm nobody, nobody. I don't know how to feel or… Air