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    At first, it's unfamiliar, then it strikes root.
    — Fernando Pessoa
    All is worthwhile if the soul is not small.
    tags: soul
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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.
    tags: soul dreaming dreams
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I bear the wounds of all the battles I avoided.
    tags: battle
    — Fernando Pessoa
    The end of lower art is to please, the end of average art is to raise the top, the end of superior art is to free.
    — Fernando Pessoa
    There are no norms. All people are exceptions to a rule that doesn't exist.
    tags: people rules
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Man shouldn't be able to see his own face " there's nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes. Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself. The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.
    tags: nature men heart human eyes gift water
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I've always rejected being understood. To be understood is to prostitute oneself. I prefer to be taken seriously for what I'm not, remaining humanly unknown, with naturalness and all due respect
    tags: respect oneself
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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 everything, the latter as the reality of nothing.
    tags: reality live future past present possibility
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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
    What Hells and Purgatories and Heavens I have inside of me! But who sees me do anything that disagrees with life-me, so calm and peaceful?
    tags: hell heaven
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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.
    tags: ideas
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Inch by inch I conquered the inner terrain I was born with. Bit by bit I reclaimed the swamp in which I'd languished. I gave birth to my infinite being, but I had to wrench myself out of me with forceps.
    tags: birth
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Being tired of all illusions and of everything about illusions " the loss of illusions, the uselessness of having them, the prefatigue of having to have them in order to lose them, the sadness of having had them, the intellectual shame of having had them knowing that they would have to end this way.
    tags: sadness loss knowing illusion shame
    — Fernando Pessoa
    It's been a long time since I've been me.
    tags: time
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I believe that saying a thing is to keep its virtues and take away its terror.
    tags: believe virtue saying
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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 think or love. I'm a character in a novel as yet unwritten, hovering in the air and undone before I've even existed, amongst the dreams of someone who never quite managed to breath life into me.
    tags: character novel book dreams
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Without madness what is man But a wholesome beast, Postponed corpse that begets?
    tags: men madness
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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.
    tags: world dreams
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Life is full of paradoxes, as roses are of thorns.
    — Fernando Pessoa
    We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky.
    tags: sky
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Life is what we make of it. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn't what we see but what we are.
    tags: travel
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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.
    tags: soul
    — 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!
    tags: time moment value
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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.
    tags: desires world hurt regret emotion soul existence impossible nostalgia longing absurd
    — Fernando Pessoa
    My past is everything I failed to be.
    tags: past
    — Fernando Pessoa
    Wise is he who enjoys the show offered by the world.
    tags: world wise
    — Fernando Pessoa
    To feel today what one felt yesterday isn't to feel - it's to remember today what was felt yesterday, to be today's living corpse of what yesterday was lived and lost.
    tags: living lost
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I suffer from life and from other people. I can't look at reality face to face. Even the sun discourages and depresses me. Only at night and all alone, withdrawn, forgotten and lost, with no connection to anything real or useful - only then do I find myself and feel comforted.
    tags: people reality alone night lost real
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I'm astounded whenever I finish something. Astounded and distressed. My perfectionist instinct should inhibit me from finishing: it should inhibit me from even beginning. But I get distracted and start doing something. What I achieve is not the product of an act of my will but of my will's surrender. I begin because I don't have the strength to think; I finish because I don't have the courage to quit. This book is my cowardice.
    tags: achieve book courage strength instinct
    — Fernando Pessoa
    There is no happiness without knowledge. But knowledge of happiness is unhappy; for knowing ourselves happy is knowing ourselves passing through happiness, and having to, immediatly at once, leave it behind. To know is to kill, in happiness as in everything. Not to know, though, is not to exist.
    tags: happiness knowing
    — Fernando Pessoa
    If you cannot live alone, you were born a slave.
    tags: live alone
    — Fernando Pessoa
    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.
    tags: understanding meaning self believe mistakes seeing
    — Fernando Pessoa
    We worship perfection because we can't have it; if we had it, we would reject it. Perfection is inhuman, because humanity is imperfect.
    tags: humanity perfection worship
    — Fernando Pessoa
    My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while. ["]. I'm two, and both keep their distance - Siamese twins that aren't attached.
    tags: soul forever dreaming
    — Fernando Pessoa
    As we wash our body so we should wash destiny, change life as we change clothes.
    tags: body
    — Fernando Pessoa
    To love is to tire of being alone; it is therefore a cowardice, a betrayal of ourselves. (It is exceedingly important that we not love.)
    tags: betrayal
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I feel as if I'm always on the verge of waking up.
    — Fernando Pessoa
    I sometimes think that I enjoy suffering. But the truth is I would prefer something else.
    tags: truth suffering
    — Fernando Pessoa
    To be great, be whole; Exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you. Be whole in everything. Put all you are Into the smallest thing you do. So, in each lake, the moon shines with splendor Because it blooms up above.
    tags: moon
    — Fernando Pessoa
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    fernando pessoa
    Birth    : June 13, 1888
    Death  : November 30, 1935
    Occupation  : Poet