I’m glad I see with my eyes and not the pages I’ve read.

— Alberto Caeiro

I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either. Nobody goes faster than the legs they have. If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.

— Alberto Caeiro

I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either. Nobody goes faster than the legs they have. If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.(6/20/1919)

— Alberto Caeiro

I’m in no hurry. What for? The sun and moon aren’t in a hurry: they’re right. Hurrying is believing people can get past their legs, Or that, jumping, they can land past their shadow. No; I don’t know how to hurry.

— Alberto Caeiro

I'm one of my sensations.

— Alberto Caeiro

I pass and I stay, like the Universe.

— Alberto Caeiro

I saw that there is no Nature, That Nature doesn’t exist, That there are hills, valleys, plains, That there are trees, flowers, weeds, That there are rivers and stones, But there is not a whole these belong to, That a real and true wholeness Is a sickness of our ideas.

— Alberto Caeiro

I think about this, not like someone thinking, but like someone breathing, And I look at flowers and I smile... I don’t know if they understand Moor if I understand them, But I know the truth is in them and in mean in our common divinity Of letting ourselves go and live on the Earth And carrying us in our arms through the contented Seasons And letting the wind sing us to sleep And not have dreams in our sleep.

— Alberto Caeiro

It’s an already inside outside, The philosophers say it’s the soul But it’s not the soul: it’s the animal or the man itself In its way of existing.

— Alberto Caeiro

It’s stranger than every strangeness And the dreams of all the poets And the thoughts of all the philosophers, That things are really what they seem to band there’s nothing to understand.

— Alberto Caeiro