Quotes from Fernando Pessoa

I know not what tomorrow will bring».

Prince of better hours, once I was your princess, and we loved each other with a different kind of love, whose memory wounds me.

There is something of my own disquiet in the steady drip and patter by which the day vainly empties out its sadness upon the earth.

Leadership requires insensitivity.

Accept din t?rie de caracter. M-am n?scut ÅŸi eu,ca toat? lumea,supus erorilor ÅŸi defectelor, Dar nicicând erorii de a dori s? înÅ£eleg prea mult, Nicicând erorii de a dori s? înÅ£eleg numai cu inteligenÅ£a, Nicicând defectului de a-i cere lumii Ceva care s? nu fie lume.

The restless anguish of regrets, The weariness caused by so much futility, The surfeit even of imagined things

Sólo la abstención es noble y alta, porque reconoce que la realización es siempre inferior y que la obra hecha es siempre la sombra grotesca de la obra soñada.

the prehistoric irresponsibility of the eternal waters.

The opium of majestic twilights, and the marvel stretching out in the darkness, as the hand withdraws from the tatters …

I see life as a roadside inn where I have to stay until the coach from the abyss pulls up.

Quem te fez assim tão linda Não o fez para mostrar Que se é mais linda ainda Quando se sabe negar.

Trazem-me a fé como um embrulho fechado numa salva alheia. Querem que o aceite, mas que o não abra. Trazem-me a ciência, como uma faca num prato, com que abrirei as folhas de um livro de páginas brancas. Trazem-me a dúvida como o pó dentro de uma caixa; mas para quem e trazem a caixa, se ela não tem senão pó?

free me from religion because it is gentle and from unbelief because it is strong.

To be an illustration seems to me the only ideal worthy of a contemporary woman.

Only the happy govern, because to be sad it is necessary to feel.

The everyday external things of the one who died

and everything is an incurable sickness. The indolence of feeling, the frustration of never knowing how to do anything, the inability to take action...

It takes a certain intellectual courage for a man to frankly recognize that he's nothing more than a human tatter, an abortion that survived, a madman not mad enough to be committed; and once he recognizes this, it takes even more moral courage to devise a way of adapting to his destiny, to accept without protest and without resignation, without any gesture or hint of a gesture, the organic curse imposed on him by Nature.

In everything I am an intense, rather coarse dilettante.

With Destiny driving the wagon of everything down the road of nothing.

Benditos sean los instantes y los milímetros y las sombras de las cosas pequeñas, aún más humildes que ellas!.

Teus olhos de quem não fita Vagueiam, 'stão na distância. Se fosses menos bonita, Isso não tinha importância.

Há momentos em que tudo cansa, até o que nos repousaria. O que nos cansa porque nos cansa; o que nos repousaria porque a ideia de o obter nos cansa.

I lift my eyes and look at the stars, which make no sense at all.