Mine is the weakness, mine the loneliness, and the laughter of my adult life passing by hurts me like the flames of matches that someone lights by striking them on the delicate tissue of my heart. […] God created me to be a child and has left me a child forever. Why then does He allow life to torment me and take away my toys, abandoning me, a child at break-time wringing my blue school uniform with my weak hands, soiled by so many tears? If I could not live except through caresses, why did I throw my caresses away?”
Bernardo Soares: In [The book of Disquietude]-1997. (M. Papadima, Trans.). Greece, Athens: Exandas
Original work published 1982.
**NOTE 1: Fernando Pessoa used the pen name Berardo Soares. The same book is published in Greek twice, under both the author’s names.
**NOTE 2: The translation in English of this text was from the book in Greek, by Andy & Philip Wilcox, who translated in English my book “Shadow: the silent companion through our life’s journey”.
This text is one of the Quotations that I include in my book “Shadow: the silent companion through our life’s journey”, and its translation is used EXCLUSIVELY for the edition of my book and for my website.