“What is there to confess that’s worthwhile or useful? What has happened to us has happened to everyone or only to us; if to everyone, then it’s no novelty, and if only to us, then it won’t be understood. If I write what I feel it’s to reduce the fever of feeling. What I confess is unimportant because everything is unimportant.”

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet, (trans. Richard Zenith). Penguin, 2002.

7 thoughts on “”I make landscapes out of what I feel.”

    1. This sort of brilliance is typical with Pessoa. I’m rereading this book as Antonio Tabucchi is so enamoured by Pessoa, but it’s been at least fifteen years since I read The Book of Disquiet, and it hits so much harder now.

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  1. I love the quotes you are posting from this.
    This I have often thought re writing both memoirs and fiction: ‘What has happened to us has happened to everyone or only to us; if to everyone, then it’s no novelty, and if only to us, then it won’t be understood.

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