Fernando Pessoa:
“...Only if you don’t know what flowers, stones, and rivers are
“...Only if you don’t know what flowers, stones, and rivers are
Can you talk about their feelings.
To talk about the soul of flowers, stones, and rivers,
Is to talk about yourself, about your delusions.
Thank God stones are just stones,
And rivers just rivers,
And flowers just flowers...”
"What do we possess? What do we really possess?
Our own sensations, at least? Isn’t love at least a means of
possessing ourselves through our sensations? Isn’t it at least a way of
dreaming vividly, and therefore more gloriously, the dream that we exist? And
once the sensation has vanished, doesn’t the memory at least stay with us
always, so that we really possess…
Let’s cast off even this delusion. We don’t even possess our
own sensations. Don’t speak. Memory is no more than our sensation of the past.
And every sensation is an illusion…"
