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“What comes, when it comes, will be what it is.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“I don’t have a philosophy: I have senses...
If I talk about Nature, it’s not because I know what it is,
But because I love it, and that’s why I love it,
Because when you love you never know what you love,
Or why you love, or what love is.
Loving is eternal innocence,
And the only innocence is not thinking.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
If I talk about Nature, it’s not because I know what it is,
But because I love it, and that’s why I love it,
Because when you love you never know what you love,
Or why you love, or what love is.
Loving is eternal innocence,
And the only innocence is not thinking.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“To love is to think.
And I almost forget to feel only from thinking about her.
I don’t know what I want at all, even from her, and I don’t think about anything but her.
I have a great animated distraction.
When I want to meet her,
I almost feel like not meeting her,
So I don’t have to leave her afterwards.
And I prefer thinking about her, because it’s like I’m afraid of her.
I don’t know what I want at all, and I don’t want to know what I want. All I want to do is think about her.
I’m asking nothing of nobody, not even her, except to think.”
― O Pastor Amoroso
And I almost forget to feel only from thinking about her.
I don’t know what I want at all, even from her, and I don’t think about anything but her.
I have a great animated distraction.
When I want to meet her,
I almost feel like not meeting her,
So I don’t have to leave her afterwards.
And I prefer thinking about her, because it’s like I’m afraid of her.
I don’t know what I want at all, and I don’t want to know what I want. All I want to do is think about her.
I’m asking nothing of nobody, not even her, except to think.”
― O Pastor Amoroso
“I’d like to have enough time and quiet
To think about absolutely nothing,
To not ever feel myself living,
To only know myself in others’ eyes, reflected.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
To think about absolutely nothing,
To not ever feel myself living,
To only know myself in others’ eyes, reflected.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“I don’t regret anything I was before because I still am.
I only regret not having loved you.
Put your hands in mine
And let’s be quiet, surrounded by life.”
― O Pastor Amoroso
I only regret not having loved you.
Put your hands in mine
And let’s be quiet, surrounded by life.”
― O Pastor Amoroso
“Accept the universe
As the gods gave it to you.
If the gods wanted to give you something else
They’d have done it.
If there are other matters and other worlds
There are.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
As the gods gave it to you.
If the gods wanted to give you something else
They’d have done it.
If there are other matters and other worlds
There are.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“She’s a manner of speaking.
Even the flowers don’t come back, or the green leaves.
There are new flowers, new green leaves.
There are other beautiful days.
Nothing comes back, nothing repeats itself, because everything is real.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Even the flowers don’t come back, or the green leaves.
There are new flowers, new green leaves.
There are other beautiful days.
Nothing comes back, nothing repeats itself, because everything is real.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“If I knew I was going to die tomorrow,
And Spring came the day after tomorrow,
I would die peacefully, because it came the day after tomorrow.
If that’s its time, when else should it come?
I like it that everything is real and everything is right;
And I like that it would be like this even if I didn’t like it.
And so, if I die now, I die peacefully
Because everything is real and everything is right.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
And Spring came the day after tomorrow,
I would die peacefully, because it came the day after tomorrow.
If that’s its time, when else should it come?
I like it that everything is real and everything is right;
And I like that it would be like this even if I didn’t like it.
And so, if I die now, I die peacefully
Because everything is real and everything is right.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“It’s stranger than every strangeness
And the dreams of all the poets
And the thoughts of all the philosophers,
That things are really what they seem to be
And there’s nothing to understand.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
And the dreams of all the poets
And the thoughts of all the philosophers,
That things are really what they seem to be
And there’s nothing to understand.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“I'm one of my sensations.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“If I could take a bite of the whole world
And feel it on my palate
I’d be more happy for a minute or so...
But I don’t always want to be happy.
Sometimes you have to be
Unhappy to be natural...
Not every day is sunny.
When there’s been no rain for a while, you pray for it to come.
So I take unhappiness with happiness
Naturally, like someone who doesn’t find it strange
That there are mountains and plains
And that there are cliffs and grass...
What you need is to be natural and calm
In happiness and in unhappiness,
To feel like someone seeing,
To think like someone walking,
And when it’s time to die, remember the day dies,
And the sunset is beautiful, and the endless night is beautiful...
That’s how it is and that’s how it should be...”
― The Keeper of Sheep
And feel it on my palate
I’d be more happy for a minute or so...
But I don’t always want to be happy.
Sometimes you have to be
Unhappy to be natural...
Not every day is sunny.
When there’s been no rain for a while, you pray for it to come.
So I take unhappiness with happiness
Naturally, like someone who doesn’t find it strange
That there are mountains and plains
And that there are cliffs and grass...
What you need is to be natural and calm
In happiness and in unhappiness,
To feel like someone seeing,
To think like someone walking,
And when it’s time to die, remember the day dies,
And the sunset is beautiful, and the endless night is beautiful...
That’s how it is and that’s how it should be...”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“And I find a happiness in the fact of accepting —
In the sublimely scientific and difficult fact of accepting the inevitable natural.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
In the sublimely scientific and difficult fact of accepting the inevitable natural.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“The man stopped talking and was looking at the sunset.
But what does someone who hates and loves want with a sunset?”
― The Keeper of Sheep
But what does someone who hates and loves want with a sunset?”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either.
Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.
If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.
(6/20/1919)”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.
If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.
(6/20/1919)”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“Even so, I’m somebody.
I’m the Discoverer of Nature.
I’m the Argonaut of true sensations.
I bring a new Universe to the Universe
Because I bring the Universe to itself.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
I’m the Discoverer of Nature.
I’m the Argonaut of true sensations.
I bring a new Universe to the Universe
Because I bring the Universe to itself.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“Podem rezar latim sobre o meu caixão, se quiserem.
Se quiserem, podem dançar e cantar à roda dele.
Não tenho preferências para quando já não puder ter preferências.
O que for, quando for, é que será o que é.”
―
Se quiserem, podem dançar e cantar à roda dele.
Não tenho preferências para quando já não puder ter preferências.
O que for, quando for, é que será o que é.”
―
“I’m glad I see with my eyes and not the pages I’ve read.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“Live, you say, in the present;
Live only in the present.
But I don’t want the present, I want reality;
I want things that exist, not time that measures them.
What is the present?
It’s something relative to the past and the future.
It’s a thing that exists in virtue of other things existing.
I only want reality, things without the present.
I don’t want to include time in my scheme.
I don’t want to think about things as present; I want to think of them as things.
I don’t want to separate them from themselves, treating them as present.
I shouldn’t even treat them as real.
I should treat them as nothing.
I should see them, only see them;
See them till I can’t think about them.
See them without time, without space,
To see, dispensing with everything but what you see.
And this is the science of seeing, which isn’t a science.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Live only in the present.
But I don’t want the present, I want reality;
I want things that exist, not time that measures them.
What is the present?
It’s something relative to the past and the future.
It’s a thing that exists in virtue of other things existing.
I only want reality, things without the present.
I don’t want to include time in my scheme.
I don’t want to think about things as present; I want to think of them as things.
I don’t want to separate them from themselves, treating them as present.
I shouldn’t even treat them as real.
I should treat them as nothing.
I should see them, only see them;
See them till I can’t think about them.
See them without time, without space,
To see, dispensing with everything but what you see.
And this is the science of seeing, which isn’t a science.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“I think about this, not like someone thinking, but like someone breathing,
And I look at flowers and I smile...
I don’t know if they understand me
Or if I understand them,
But I know the truth is in them and in me
And in our common divinity
Of letting ourselves go and live on the Earth
And carrying us in our arms through the contented Seasons
And letting the wind sing us to sleep
And not have dreams in our sleep.”
―
And I look at flowers and I smile...
I don’t know if they understand me
Or if I understand them,
But I know the truth is in them and in me
And in our common divinity
Of letting ourselves go and live on the Earth
And carrying us in our arms through the contented Seasons
And letting the wind sing us to sleep
And not have dreams in our sleep.”
―
“Other times when I hear the wind blow
I feel that just hearing the wind blow makes it worth being born.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I feel that just hearing the wind blow makes it worth being born.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“Things don’t have significance: they only have existence.
Things are the only hidden meaning of things.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
Things are the only hidden meaning of things.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either.
Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.
If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.
If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“Nature never remembers, that’s why she’s beautiful.”
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“Night doesn’t fall for my eyes
But my idea of the night is that it falls for my eyes.
Beyond my thinking and having any thoughts
The night falls concretely
And the shining of stars exists like it had weight.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
But my idea of the night is that it falls for my eyes.
Beyond my thinking and having any thoughts
The night falls concretely
And the shining of stars exists like it had weight.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“I pass and I stay, like the Universe.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
― The Keeper of Sheep
“I don’t always feel what I know I should feel.
My thought crosses the river I swim very slowly
Because the suit men made it wear weighs it down.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
My thought crosses the river I swim very slowly
Because the suit men made it wear weighs it down.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
“Sinto uma alegria enorme
Ao pensar que a minha morte não tem importância nenhuma.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Ao pensar que a minha morte não tem importância nenhuma.”
― The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
“Pensar incomoda como andar à chuva
Quando o vento cresce e parece que chove mais.”
― The Keeper of the Sheep
Quando o vento cresce e parece que chove mais.”
― The Keeper of the Sheep
“There’s enough metaphysics in not thinking about anything.”
― The Keeper of Sheep
― The Keeper of Sheep
“I don’t know what understanding myself is. I don’t look inside.
I don’t believe I exist behind myself.”
― Selected Poems (By Fernando Pessoa)
I don’t believe I exist behind myself.”
― Selected Poems (By Fernando Pessoa)
