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We’re emotional illiterates. We’ve been taught about anatomy and farming methods in Africa. We’ve learned mathematical formulas by heart. But we haven’t been taught a thing about our souls. We’re tremendously ignorant about what makes people tick.


- Perdoa
Como se alguém pudesse perdoar alguém, como se a vida não fosse a colecção de azedumes e resentimentos que é (…)
A Morte de Carlos Gardel - António Lobo Antunes
A melhor maneira de lidar com os outros é tomá-los por aquilo que eles acham que são e deixá-los em paz.
— Antonio Lobo Antunes


True love is when your pet comes to your room on its own.

Handabdruck poster (Paul Eluard, André Breton, Marcel Duchamp, Alberto Giacometti) 2010

Hans-Peter Feldmann

I’ve survived a lot of things, and I’ll probably survive this.
— J.D. Salinger 
It was not only that I could not become spiteful, I did not know how to become anything; neither spiteful nor kind, neither a rascal nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. Now, I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything.
— Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground
Another time I tried hard to fall in love…I suffered terribly. In my heart of hearts, of course, I did not believe that I was suffering, I’d even sneer at myself in a vague sort of way, but I suffered agonies none the less, suffered in the most genuine manner imaginable, as though I were really in love. I was jealous. I made scenes. And all because I was so confoundedly bored, gentlemen, all because I was so horribly bored. Crushed by doing nothing.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky - Notes from the Underground