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Libro Del Desasosiego by Fernando Pessoa (Hardcover)

Return to Book Page. The Book of Disquiet Quotes Showing of 1, Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while. I’m two, and both keep their distance — Fernsndo twins that aren’t attached.

What we love is the idea we have of someone. It’s our own concept—our own selves—that we love.

To be understood is to prostitute oneself. All I hear is the symphony. 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 Only at night and all alone, withdrawn, forgotten and lost, with no connection to anything real or useful — only then do I find myself and feel comforted.

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. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life.


Perfection is inhuman, desasosigeo humanity is imperfect.

Libro del desasosiego : Fernando Pessoa :

What I confess is unimportant, because everything is unimportant. No one tires of dreaming, desasosiegi to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain awake. In dreams I have achieved everything. Like a feernando outsider, a casual observer of whom I thought I was, I’ve always enjoyed watching my daydreams go down in defeat. I was never convinced of what I believed in.

I filled my hands with sand, called it gold, and opened them up to let it slide through. Words were my only truth. When the right words were said, all was done; the rest was the sand that had always been. To have no opinions is desssosiego exist. To have every opinion is to be a poet.

To know yourself badly is to think. It is a journey of the spirit through the material world and, since it is the spirit that travels, it is the spirit that is experienced. That is why there exist contemplative souls who have lived more intensely, more widely, more tumultuously than others who have lived their lives purely externally.

There are images tucked away in pesso that live more vividly than many men and women. There are phrases from literary works that have a positively human personality. There are passages from my own writing that chill me with fright, so distinctly do I deasosiego them as people, so sharply outlined do they appear against the walls of my room, at night, in shadows I’ve written sentences whose sound, read out loud or desassosiego impossible to hide their soundcan only be of cesasosiego that acquired absolute exteriority and a full-fledged soul.


Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life. Music soothes, the visual arts exhilarates, the performing arts such as acting and dance entertain.

Literature, however, retreats from life by turning in into slumber. The other arts make no such retreat— some because they use visible and hence vital formulas, others because they live from human life itself.

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This isn’t the case with literature. A novel is a story of what never was, a play is a novel without narration. A poem is the expression of ideas or feelings a language no one uses, because no one talks in verse. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn’t what we see but what we are. I don’t know what to think or what I am.

Just a few acquaintances who imagine they feel something for me ddsasosiego who might be sorry if a train ran over me and the funeral was on a rainy day. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account.