Florbela Espanca

Portugal
8 Dec 1894 // 8 Dec 1930
Poet

One Can Only Be Happy Simplifying

One can only be happy simplifying, simplifying always, ripping of, diminishing, crushing, reducing; and intelligence creates around us an immense sea of waves, of foams, of wreckage, among which we are the castaway that rebels, that struggles in vain, that does not want to disappear without getting closer to his chest something that is walking away: sunbeam in stars reflection. And all the stars live overhead.

Florbela Espanca, in 'Last Year Diary'
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