The fog eventually clears itself. — Marty Rubin
The fog eventually clears itself. — Marty Rubin
The fog eventually clears itself. — Marty Rubin
The fog eventually clears itself. — Marty Rubin
The fog eventually clears itself. — Marty Rubin
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The fog eventually clears itself.

— Marty Rubin
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If you can feel the future, then you are about to experience it. — Toba Beta, Betelgeuse Incident: Insiden Bait Al-Jauza
I’m glad I see with my eyes and not the pages I’ve read. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I'm one of my sensations. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
If there was no free will in men, then there is no sins. When sins happened, it was 'free will' that made them doable. T — Toba Beta
Accept the universeAs the gods gave it to you.If the gods wanted to give you something elseThey’d have done it.If there — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
He should be happy because he can think about the unhappiness of others!He’s stupid if he doesn’t know other people’s un — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you?But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for a moment.No wind — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either.Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.If where I want to go is — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Everything’s different from us. That’s why everything exists. — Alberto Caeiro, Selected Poems by Fernando Pessoa,: Including Poems by His Heteronyms: Alberto Caeiro, Ricardo Reis [And] Alvaro de Campos, as Well as Some of His Eng
If science wants to be truthful,What science is more truthful than the science of things without science?I close my eyes — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
Between what i see in a field and what I see in another fieldThere passes for a moment the figure of a man.His steps go — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
The amorous shepherd has lost his staff,And his sheep are straying on the hillside,And he didn’t even play the flute he — Alberto Caeiro, O Pastor Amoroso