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October 8, 2009
the saint weeps
I weep over my imperfect pages, but if future generations read them, they will be more touched by my weeping than by any perfection I might have achieved, since perfection would have kept me from weeping and, therefore, from writing. Perfection never materializes. The saint weeps, and is human. God is silent. That is why we can love the saint but cannot love God.
Pessoa - The Book of Disquiet
Posted by amin at October 8, 2009 7:55 PM