Quote #37
Everything was asleep as if the universe was a mistake.
More from Fernando Pessoa
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- I'm all those things, even though I don't want to, in the confuse depth of my fatal sensibility.
- It was just a moment, and I saw myself. Then I no longer could say what I was.