Florbela Espanca

Portugal
8 Dec 1894 // 8 Dec 1930
Poet

I have born sensitive and so I shall die, most likely... we are what we are and not what we would want to be; donīt you think? You have to accept me as I am, as only this way I may be loved.

Correspondence (1920)

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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
Essays
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
Essays