“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 wrote your name across my heart
So I would not forget.
The way I felt when you were born
Before we'd even met
I wrote your name across my heart
So your heart beats with mine
And when I miss you most I trace
Each loop and every line
I wrote your name across my heart,
So we could be together
So I could hold you close to me
And keep you there forever.”
― Making Faces
So I would not forget.
The way I felt when you were born
Before we'd even met
I wrote your name across my heart
So your heart beats with mine
And when I miss you most I trace
Each loop and every line
I wrote your name across my heart,
So we could be together
So I could hold you close to me
And keep you there forever.”
― Making Faces
“You need mountains, long staircases don't make good hikers.”
― Wealth of Words
― Wealth of Words
“Sunglasses are more useful to a blind man than freedom of speech is to a man who does not think for himself.”
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“What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
- Leisure”
― Common Joys and Other Poems
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
- Leisure”
― Common Joys and Other Poems
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