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. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while.

I'd like to be in the country so that I'd could like being in the city.

My homeland is the portuguese language.

My boredom with everything has numbed me.

La literatura es la manera más agradable de ignorar la vida.

I crave time in all its duration, and I want to be myself unconditionally.

Direct experience is the evasion, or hiding place of those devoid of imagination.