Alberto Caeiro Quotes - Page 3

That lady has a piano.
It’s nice, but it’s not the running of rivers
Or the murmuring trees make ..

Who needs a piano?
It’s better to have ears
And love Nature.

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.

I'm one of my sensations.

He should be happy because he can think about the unhappiness of others!
He’s stupid if he doesn’t know other people’s unhappiness is theirs,
And isn’t cured from the outside,
Because suffering isn’t like running out of ink,
Or a trunk not having iron bands!

There being injustice is like there being death.

On a whitely cloudy day I get sad, almost afraid,
And I begin to meditate about problems I make up.

Nothing at all reminds us of something else when we pay attention to it.
Each thing only reminds us of what it is
And it’s only what nothing else is.
The fact that it’s it separates it from every other thing.
(Everything’s nothing without another thing that’s not it).

Something changed in part of reality - my knees and my hands.
What science has knowledge for this?
The blind man goes on his way and I don’t make any more gestures.
It’s already not the same time, or the same people, or anything the same.
This is being real.