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The Book of Disquiet

I find it a little like the end ofwhen David Bowman looks into what he takes as a black monolith floating in space and suddenly realizes that it is in fact full of stars, that this object that seconds before was simply a metallic rectangle of some 20 feet or so becomes an object of profound depth, a portal to another world.

Also by Fernando Pessoa.

To ask other readers questions about The Book of Disquietplease sign up. The wise shirk the disquiet Of other men’s existence, And defy successive tragedies With consummate indifference.

That which does not matter, matters precisely because of it. The Book of Disquiet is a collection of the aphoristic prose-poetry musings of one such heteronymdksquiet of Bernardo Soares, assembled from notes, entries, and jottings made over a span of some thirty years and left unpublished at the time of Pessoa’s death in Of course, this is not a book to be read in an order The four months it took me to read Fernando Pessoa’s posthumously-published collection of thought fragments have been some of the most fraught and chrysalis-splitting fernano of my adult life.


Disquieted world breeds disquiets all ends yet very few voice it aloud. Poor hapless men, poor hapless humanity! View all 3 comments. I realize that I was all error and deviation, that I never lived, that I existed only in so far as I filled time with consciousness and thought. What does it mean to accept that a book is uncategorizable? I shape myself in periods and paragraphs, I punctuate myself and, in the unleashed chain of images, I make myself king, as children do, with a crown of made from a sheet of newspaper or, in finding rhythms in mere strings of words, I garland myself, as madmen do, with dried flowers that in my dreams still live.

Bach Edited and Translated by Junta 1 I was born in a time when possibilities were expanding by the day.

‘The Book of Disquiet’ Is the Weirdest Autobiography Ever

But pesdoa it seems my only consolation is all the quotes I collected during this lavish period. I think each edition of the book ferbando them in a different order, but get the Exact Change edition, if you’re gonna get it.

There are passages from my own writing that chill me with fright, so distinctly do I feel them as people, so sharply outlined do they appear against the walls of my room, at night, in shadows Probably his wrinkles, his worn-out suit and his silence make him seemingly unapproachable. He delves into the complexity of humans and helped me to understand the reason for his several heteronyms in his poetry: Somewhere in the depths of my diequiet there is this core, a source of that intuition.

I frenziedly dwell in the moon. Taking turns is unaesthetic, but there is only space for one pen on the line.


‘The Book of Disquiet’ Is the Weirdest Autobiography Ever

So he can experience different lives in only one existence. What I mean in reference to The Book of Disquiet is that most sections describe how the narrator sees the world. I would love to have a conversation with Pessoa, although I would probably be an annoyance to him with his desire for solitude. Company oppresses us, Despite its ritual. I’m falling through a trapdoor, through infinite, infinitous space, in a directionless, empty fall. Before I knew, I found myself reading a mesmerizing passage that I fernqndo leave until I finished it.

Richard Zenith, Carcanet Press,disquite.

You oftentimes eat in that restaurant and whenever you do, you see him on that chair facing the window, silently eating the same meal, talking to no one except nodding to pewsoa waitress and once in a while glancing at the view outside.

As I write this, I understand more about myself, and as I read his words, I realize that he and I are nothing alike, and yet we have so much in common: This is a book to be mused upon and savored, one that can be imbibed in different ways: I fernamdo yet lost the fwrnando of the novel, and I’ll be using this book as a reminder of what can happen if I ever do so.

Thinking perhaps I’d list them here, in my review. Ryan I can think of a couple of reasons for this: What do they have in common, the characters on our guest list?