“ I can’t get physically comfortable. Every soft thing I lean against hurts my soul with sharp edges. All eyes I gaze into are terribly dark in this impoverished daylight, propitious for dying without pain. ”
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (1982). copy citation
Author | Fernando Pessoa |
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Source | The Book of Disquiet |
Topic | pain hurting |
Date | 1982 |
Language | English |
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Note | Translated by Richard Zenith |
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