The Third of May 1808, (1814) by Francisco de Goya
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The Third of May 1808, (1814) by Francisco de Goya
"3 May. Completely indifferent and apathetic. A well gone dry, water at an unattainable depth and no certainty it is there. Nothing, nothing... What is there to tie me to a past or a future? The present is a phantom state for me; I don't sit at the table but hover round it. Nothing, nothing. Emptiness, boredom, no, not boredom, merely emptiness, meaninglessness, weakness."
The diaries of Franz Kafka
May 3rd 1915
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People understand me so poorly that they don’t even understand my complaint about them not understanding me.
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I’ve always been an ironic dreamer, unfaithful to my inner promises. Like a complete outsider, a casual observer of whom I thought I was, I’ve always enjoyed watching my daydreams go down in defeat. I was never convinced of what I believed in. I filled my hands with sand, called it gold, and opened them up to let it slide through.
Fernando Pessoa
It is noble to be shy, illustrious not to know how to act, great not to have a gift for living.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
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