Quote #27
A tedium that includes only the anticipation of more tedium; the regret, now, of tomorrow regretting having regretted today.
More from Fernando Pessoa
- We are two abysses -- a well staring at the sky.
- The train slows down, it's the Cais do Sodre. I arrived to Lisbon, but not to a conclusion.
- I come closer to my desk as to a bulwark against life.
- We become sphynxes, though fake, up to the point we no longer know who we are.
- There are those that even God exploits, and they are prophets and saints in the vacuousness of the world.
- Fraternity has subtleties.
- Strenght without agility is a mere mass.
- I believe that saying a thing is to keep its virtues and take away its terror.