Fernando Pessoa

Again I see you, But me I don't see!, The magical mirror in which I saw myself has been broken, And only a piece of me I see in each fatal fragment - Only a piece of you and me!...

— Fernando Pessoa

Isn't joyful or painful this pain in which I rejoice

— Fernando Pessoa

Ah, the freshness in the face of leaving a task undone!

— Fernando Pessoa

The poet is a faker / Who's so good at his act / He even fakes the pain / Of pain he feels in fact.

— Fernando Pessoa

We, all who live, have

— Fernando Pessoa

Time, which grays hair and wrinkles faces, also withers violent affections, and much more quickly.

— Fernando Pessoa

If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.

— Fernando Pessoa

Lord, may the pain be ours, And the weakness that it brings, But at least give us the strength, Of not showing it to anyone!

— Fernando Pessoa

My past is everything I failed to be.

— Fernando Pessoa

If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.

— Fernando Pessoa

I have the impression that I've known hours of every colour, loves of every flavour, yearnings of every size. Throughout my life I lived to excess, and I was never enough for myself, not even in my dreams.

— Fernando Pessoa

To be great, be whole;

— 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.

— Fernando Pessoa

It's always with exaggerated emotion that I leave something behind, whatever it may be. The miserable rented room where I lived for a few months, the dinner table at the provincial hotel where I stayed for six days, even the sad waiting room at the station where I spent two hours waiting for a train--yes, their loss grieves me.

— Fernando Pessoa

Nostalgia! I even feel it for people and things that were nothing to me, because time’s fleeing is for me an anguish, and life’s mystery is a torture.

— Fernando Pessoa