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كل ما يعرضه الإنسان، يعبر عنه، ليس سوى ملاحظة إلى هامش نص ممحو بالكامل. يمكننا، إلى حد ما، ووفقا لمعنى الملاحظة، أن نستنتج ما يمكن أن يكون عليه معنى … - Fernando Pessoa
" "كل ما يعرضه الإنسان، يعبر عنه، ليس سوى ملاحظة إلى هامش نص ممحو بالكامل. يمكننا، إلى حد ما، ووفقا لمعنى الملاحظة، أن نستنتج ما يمكن أن يكون عليه معنى النص: بيد أن شكا يبقى حاضرا دائما فكل المعاني الممكنة متعددة.
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About Fernando Pessoa
Fernando Pessoa (13 June 1888 – 30 November 1935) was a Portuguese poet and writer, most of whose work was published posthumously. He wrote frequently under heteronyms, alter egos with developed personalities, biographies, jobs, habits, attitudes, addresses, etc., who sometimes quoted and interacted with each other and other people.
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Native Name:
Fernando António Nogueira Pessoa
Alternative Names:
Fernando Antonio Nogueira Pessoa
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Alberto Caeiro
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Ricardo Reis
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Bernardo Soares
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No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it. Collective thought is stupid because it's collective. Nothing passes into the realm of the collective without leaving at the border — like a toll — most of the intelligence it contained.
In youth we're twofold. Our innate intelligence, which may be considerable, coexists with the stupidity of our inexperience, which forms a second, lesser intelligence. Only later on do the two unite. That's why youth always blunders - not because of its inexperience, but because of its non-unity.
Today the only course left for the man of superior intelligence is abdication.
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How good it feels to be completely alone! To be able to talk to ourselves out loud, to walk around without being looked at, to lean back in an undisturbed reverie! Every house becomes an open field, every room has the breadth of a farm.
The usual sounds are all strange, as if they belonged to a nearby but independent universe. We are kings at last. This is what we all truly long to be, and the most plebeian among us perhaps more ardently than those full of false gold. For a moment we are the universe's pensioners, recipients of a steady income, with no needs and no worries.
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