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For me life is an inn where I must stay until the carriage from the abyss calls to collect me [...] I could consider this inn to be a prison, since I'm compelled to stay here; I could consider it a kind of club, because I meet other people here. However, unlike others, I am neither impatient nor sociable. I leave those who chatter in the living room, from where the cosy sound of music and voices reaches me. I sit at the door and fill my eye..
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Like all men endowed with great mental mobility, I have an irrevocable, organic love of settledness. I abhor new ways of life and unfamiliar places. 122. The idea of travelling nauseates me. I've already seen what I've never seen. I've already seen what I have yet to see. The tedium of the forever new, the tedium of discovering - behind the specious differences we see in things and ideas - the unrelenting sameness of everything, the absolut..
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Izolacja przykroila mnie na swoj obraz i podobienstwo. Obecnosc drugiej osoby - jakiejkolwiek osoby - opoznia natychmiast moj proces myslenia i podczas gdy normalnego czlowieka kontakt z innymi pobudza do rozmowy i wyrazenia czegos, na mnie ten kontakt dziala paralizujaco, jesli tak mozna rzec. Bedac sam, jestem zdolny wymyslic rozne dowcipne powiedzenia, odpowiedziec szybko na to, czego nikt nie powiedzial, blysnac inteligentna towarzyskos..
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Wise is the man who has the potential for height in his muscles but who renounces climbing in his consciousness. By virtue of his gaze, he has all hills, and by virtue of his position, all valleys.
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In these random impressions, and with no desire to be other than random, I indifferently narrate my fact-less autobiography, my lifeless history. These are my Confessions, and if in them I say nothing, it's because I have nothing to say.
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I forget. I don't see. I don't think.
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What is there to confess that's worthwhile or useful? What has happened to us has happened to everyone or only to us; if to everyone, then it's no novelty, and if only to us, then it won't be understood.
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Leave in a complex state of slumber Your consciousness of science. Look At your white face in the wine's red mirror And then drink the mirror ...and your consciousness
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Dusk shrouds the long and useless day. Even the hope it denied us crumbles To nothing . . . Life is a drunken beggar Holding out his hand to his own shadow.
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Se escrevo o que sinto e porque assim diminuo a febre de sentir.
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There are pigs like me that wallow in their destiny, not drawing away from the banality of daily life because they're enthralled by their own impotence.
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The entire life of the human soul is mere motions in the shadows. We live in a twilight of consciousness, never in accord with whom we are or think we are. Everyone harbours some kind of vanity, and there's an error whose degree we can't determine. We're something that goes on during the show's intermission; sometimes, through certain doors, we catch a glimpse of what may be no more than scenery. The world is one big confusion, like voices ..
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Pessoa invented The Book of Disquiet, which never existed, strictly speaking, and can never exist. What we have here isn't a book but its subversion and negation: the ingredients for a book whose recipe is to keep sifting, the mutant germ of a book and its weirdly lush ramifications, the rooms and windows to build a book but no floor plan and no floor, a compendium of many potential books and many others already in ruins. What we have in th..
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With slight misconceptions of reality we fabricate our hopes and beliefs, and we live off crusts that we call cakes, like poor children who make-believe they're happy.
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Each us is more than one person, many people, a proliferation of our one self. That's why the same person who scorns his surroundings is different from the person who is gladdened or made to suffer by them. In the vast colony of our being there are many different kinds of people, all thinking and feeling differently.
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ah! lw ymknny 'n 'kwnk, w'bq~ 'n nfsy! lw 'mlk l w`yk ls`yd
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Todo se me evapora. Mi vida entera, mis recuerdos, mi imaginacion y lo que contiene, mi personalidad, todo se me evapora. Continuamente siento que he sido otro, que he sentido otro, que he pensado otro. Aquello a lo que asisto es un espectaculo con otro escenario. Y aquello a lo que asisto soy yo
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Reducir las necesidades al minimo, para no depender en nada de los demas.
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Ha um cansaco da inteligencia abstracta, e e o mais horroroso dos cansacos. Nao pesa como o cansaco do corpo, nem inquieta como o cansaco do conhecimento pela emocao. E um peso da consciencia do mundo, um nao poder respirar com a alma.
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Mi-am cucerit, putin cate putin, teritoriul interior care urma sa fie al meu. Mi-am cerut, unul dupa altul, intinsurile de mlastina in care nu mai ramasese nimic din mine. Si am scos la iveala fiinta mea infinita, dar a trebuit sa ma scot pe mine din mine cu forcepsul". - Fernando Pessoa, "Cartea nelinistirii"
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I find the present monotonous and absurd spectacle of the world outside me so completely lacking in value or nobility that I can scarcely conceive of it as being the world.
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Saudades, so portugueses Conseguem senti-las bem. Porque tem essa palavra Para dizer que as tem.
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I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me. A nearby field, a ray of sunlight, a little bit of calm along with a bit of bread, not to feel oppressed by the knowledge that I exist, not to demand anything from others, and not to have others demand anything from me - this was denied me, like the spare change we might deny a beggar not because we're mean-hearted but because we don't feel like unbuttoning our coat.
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A physical nausea, prompted by all of life, was born in the moment I woke up. A horror at the prospect of having to live got up with me out of bed. Everything seemed hollow, and I had the chilling impression that there is no solution for whatever the problem may be.
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There are dreamed anguishes that are more real Than the ones life brings us, there are sensations Felt only by imagining Which are more ours than our own life is. There's so often a thing which, not existing, Does exist, exists lingeringly And lingeringly is ours and us...
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PROCRASTINATION The day after tomorrow, yes, only the day after tomorrow ... Tomorrow I'll start thinking about the day after tomorrow, Maybe I could do it then; but not today ... No, nothing today; today I can't. The confused persistence of my objective subjectivity, The sleep of my real life, intercalated, Anticipated, infinite weariness-- I'm worlds too weary to catch a trolley-- That kind of soul ... Only the day after tomorrow ... Toda..
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Every gesture is a dead dream.
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167 It's one of those days when the monotony of everything oppresses me like being thrown into jail. The monotony of everything is merely the monotony of myself, however. Each face, even if seen just yesterday, is different today, because today isn't yesterday. Each day is the day it is, and there was never another one like it in the world. Only our soul makes the identification - a genuinely felt but erroneous identification - by which eve..
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Anonymous > Quotes > Quotable Quote "I see life as a roadside inn where I have to stay until the coach from the abyss pulls up. I don't know where it will take me, because I don't know anything. I could see this inn as a prison, for I'm compelled to wait in it; I could see it as a social centre, for it's here that I meet others. But I'm neither impatient nor common. I leave who will to stay shut up in their rooms, sprawled out on beds where..
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Mi espiritu esta todo hecho de vacilacion y duda. Nada, para mi, es o no puede ser positivo; todo oscila a mi alrededor, y yo con ello; solo soy incertidumbre. Todo es para mi incoherencia y cambio. Todo es misterio y todo es significante. Cada cosa es un simbolo <> de lo Desconocido.
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The Complete Work is essentially dramatic, thought it takes different forms - prose passages in this first volume, poems and philosophies in other volumes. It's the product of the temperament I've been blessed or cursed with - I'm not sure which. All I know is that the author of these lines (I'm not sure if also of these books) has never had just one personality, and has never thought or felt except dramatically - that is, through invented ..
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His voice was hesitant and colourless, as in those who hope for nothing because it's perfectly useless to hope.
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Beside my pain, all other pains seem false or insignificant. They are the pains of happy people or of people who are alive enough to complain. Mine is the pain of someone imprisoned in life, cut off ...
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I've reached the point where tedium is a person, the incarnate fiction of my own company.
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I have all the conditions for happiness, save happiness. The conditions are detached from one another.
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To be great, be entire: Of what is yours nothing exaggerate or exclude Be whole in each thing. Put all that you are Into the least you do
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I don't know if I have a fever, as I feel I do, or if I've stopped having the fever of sleeping through life. Yes, I repeat, I'm like a traveller who suddenly finds himself in a strange town, without knowing how he got there, which makes me think of those who lose their memory and for a long time are not themselves but someone else. I was someone else for a long time - since birth and consciousness - and suddenly I've woken up in the middle..
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But everything is absurd, and dreaming least of all.
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Wise is the man who monotonizes his existence, for then each minor incident seems a marvel.
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Sickness occurs when we desire what we need and what's desirable with equal intensity, suffering our lack of perfection as if we were suffering for lack of bread.
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His voice was dull and tremulous, the voice of one who hopes for nothing, because all hope is vain.
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He was constitutionally condemned to suffer all kinds of anxieties, but fated to abandon them all. I never met a more extraordinary man. He had abdicated everything to which he was by nature destined, but not out of any kind of asceticism. Though naturally ambitious, he savored the pleasure of having no ambitions at all.
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What once was moral is now, for us, aesthetic ... What was social is now individual
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