Fernando Pessoa Quotes

The world is much more mysterious than we ever thought.

The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night.

Mysteries abound where most we seek for answers.

The whole secret of mysticism is this: that man can understand everything by the help of something he cannot understand.

Because there are mysteries. Because there are things that people are forbidden to speak about. Because there are things they do not remember.

Mysteries are not necessarily miracles.

Gory stuff can be shocking but it doesn't really scare me. I'd say the kind of stuff that gets under my skin is the unknown. You hear a knock behind a wall and you don't know what it is. Is there something there or not?

Something unknown is doing we don't know what.

I believe that there will be many things that happen to me in my life that I will not be able to explain. Some of those might be magic. I'm not sure.

We are the shadow of Sirius. There is the other side of - as we talk to each other, we see the light, and we see these faces, but we know that behind that, there's the other side, which we never know. And that - it's the dark, the unknown side that guides us, and that is part of our lives all the time. It's the mystery.

The fascination for me is searching the unknown for a mystery.

The world is a more mysterious place than we admit sometimes - there is more to the world than just human evil.

A poem makes clear without making simple. Poetry's language carries what lives outside language. It's as if you were given a 5-gallon bucket with 10 gallons of water in it. Mysterious thirsts are answered. That alchemical bucket carries secrets also, even the ones we keep from ourselves.

The book exists for us, perchance, which will explain our miracles and reveal new ones.

Interesting things happen in the dark . . . sometimes.

Secrets are the blood of life. Every big thing is a secret, even when you know it, because you never know all of it. If you can know everything about anything, it is not worth knowing.

Gone. Vanished. Nothing left. Nothing said.

I am: yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumer of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost; And yet I am, and live with shadows tost.

How could I say that I wished to penetrate the secrets of the mountains in search of something still unknown that, like the yeti, might well be missed for the very fact of searching?

Pressed, I would define spirituality as the shadow of light humanity casts as it moves through the darkness of everything that can be explained.

There is much more mystery in the shadow of a man walking on a sunny day, than in all religions of the world.

Behind us: the unknown. Before us: the secret.

Things keep their secrets.

Penetrating so many secrets, we cease to believe in the unknowable. But there it sits nevertheless, calmly licking its chops

When we understand every single secret of the universe, there will still be left the eternal mystery of the human heart.