Quote #29
We become sphynxes, though fake, up to the point we no longer know who we are.
More from Fernando Pessoa
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- I believe that saying a thing is to keep its virtues and take away its terror.
- We are two abysses -- a well staring at the sky.
- I have now so many fundamental thoughts, so many really metaphysical things to say, that I suddenly get tired and decide not to write more,…
- I come closer to my desk as to a bulwark against life.
- I'm all those things, even though I don't want to, in the confuse depth of my fatal sensibility.