“My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.”
More from Fernando Pessoa
“My memories have turned into anxieties.”
“I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.”
“I hear the wind blow, and I feel that it was worth being born just to hear the wind blow.”
“My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps…”