"The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis" Quotes
A man grapples with existential questions and encounters the ghost of Fernando Pessoa in 1930s Lisbon.
fiction | 384 pages | Published in 2013
Quotes
The feeling of grief is the same as the feeling of joy, the only difference is that grief is a feeling of joy that has gone bad.
Perhaps the only difference between me and other people was that I've always demanded more from the sunset. More spectacular colors when the sun hit the horizon. That's perhaps my only sin.
It is not the journey that is important, but the journey that we remember.
In a world that is always moving forward, each step we take is also a step away from where we were.
The past is the past, it's a piece of land we can walk over if we want to, but it's a place where we can't build a house.
Everything that is not given is lost.
The road is made of stones, it's not our job to complete the journey, but to persevere and continue walking.
Each of us carries the weight of our own suffering, no matter how light or heavy it may be.
The world is so big, so complicated, so replete with marvels and acts of heroism, that it is hard to believe that we are only living in it for a few moments.
We are all condemned to life.





