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“A única realidade para mim são as minhas sensações. Eu sou uma sensação minha. Portanto nem da minha própria existência estou certo. Posso está-lo apenas daquelas sensações a que eu chamo minhas. A verdade? - É uma coisa exterior? Não posso ter a certeza dela, porque não é uma sensação minha, e eu só destas tenho certeza. Uma sensação minha? De quê? Procurar o sonho é pois procurar a verdade, visto que a única verdade para mim sou eu próprio. Isolar-me tanto quanto possível dos outros é respeitar a verdade.”

Quote by Fernando Pessoa

Work

The Book of Disquiet

Written by Fernando Pessoa, this work is a collection of fragments and thoughts that delve into the human condition, offering a unique perspective on the complexities of life and consciousness. more

Author

Fernando Pessoa
Fernando Pessoa

Portuguese poet known for his unique narrative style and rich inner world. Fernando Pessoa is considered one of the most influential writers of the 20th century, and his works are still widely studied and discussed today. more

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