Paula M. > Paula M.'s Quotes

“One of the basic rules of the universe is that nothing is perfect. Perfection simply doesn't exist.....Without imperfection, neither you nor I would exist”
― Stephen Hawking

“For most of history, anonymous was a woman.”
― Virginia Woolf

“Aprendi a não tentar convencer ninguém. O trabalho de convencer é uma falta de respeito, é uma tentativa de colonização do outro.”
― José Saramago

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“When I was a child, when I was an adolescent, books saved me from despair: that convinced me that culture was the highest of values[...].”
― Simone de Beauvoir, The Woman Destroyed

“Books help to form us. If you cut me open, you will find volume after volume, page after page, the contents of every one I have ever read, somehow transmuted and transformed into me. Alice in Wonderland. the Magic Faraway Tree. The Hound of the Baskervilles. The Book of Job. Bleak House. Wuthering Heights. The Complete Poems of W H Auden. The Tale of Mr Tod. Howard''s End. What a strange person I must be. But if the books I have read have helped to form me, then probably nobody else who ever lived has read exactly the same books, all the same books and only the same books as me. So just as my genes and the soul within me make me uniquely me, so I am the unique sum of the books I have read. I am my literary DNA.”
― Susan Hill, Howards End Is on the Landing: A Year of Reading from Home

“Dentro de nós há uma coisa que não tem nome, essa coisa é o que somos".”
― José Saramago

“I had learnt the satisfaction which comes from hardship and the pleasure which derives from abstinence; the contentment of a full belly; the richness of meat; the taste of clean water; the ecstasy of surrender when the craving of sleep becomes a torment; the warmth of a fire in the chill of dawn.”
― Wilfred Thesiger, Arabian Sands

“To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“Words are easy, like the wind; faithful friends are hard to find.”
― William Shakespeare, The Passionate Pilgrim

“Falar do trigo e não dizer
o joio.
Percorrer
em voo raso os campos
sem pousar
os pés no chão.
Abrir
um fruto e sentir
no ar o cheiro
a alfazema.
Pequenas coisas,
dirás, que nada
significam perante
esta outra, maior: dizer
o indizível.
Ou esta:
entrar sem bússola
na floresta e não perder
o rumo.
Ou essa outra, maior
que todas e cujo
nome por precaução
omites.
Que é preciso,
às vezes,
não acordar o silêncio.”
― Albano Martins

“As perguntas não me incomodam muito, creio, o problema está em exigirem resposta, com efeito, se as perguntas não requeressem uma resposta, duvido que me irritassem, na verdade, acho que as interrogações me exasperam meramente porque exigem uma resposta.”
― João Reis, A Devastação do Silêncio

“Instead of committing suicide, people go to work.”
― Thomas Bernhard, Correction