{"author":"Alberto Caeiro","author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro","total_quotes":73,"quotes":[{"text":"Even so, I’m somebody.I’m the Discoverer of Nature.I’m the Argonaut of true sensations.I bring a new Universe to the UniverseBecause I bring the Universe to itself.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["discovery","feeling","god","it-is-what-it-is","knowing","meaning","meaning-of-life","mind","nature","paganism","pantheism","seeing","sensation","simplicity","somebody","understanding","universe"],"id":3718,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"The Tejo runs down from SpainAnd the Tejo goes into the sea in Portugal.Everybody knows that.But not many people know the river of my villageAnd where it comes fromAnd where it’s going.And so, because it belongs to less people,The river of my village is freer and greater.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["belonging","home","homeland","love","paganism","pantheism","simplicity","tranquility"],"id":5257,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"One day when God fell asleepAnd the Holy Ghost went off flying,He got into a box of miracles and stole three.With the first he made it so that no one would know he had run away.With the second he made himself a human boy forever.With the third he created a Christ eternally crucifiedAnd left him nailed to the cross that there is in HeavenWhere he’s used as a model for other crosses.Then he ran away to the sunAnd came down on the first ray he caught.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["god","life","life-philosophy","nature","paganism","pantheism","peace"],"id":8810,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"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 with “him” in the same reality,But I look at him and them, and they’re two things:The “man” goes walking with his ideas, false and foreign,And his steps go with the ancient system that makes legs walk.I see him from a distance without any opinion at all.How perfect that he is in him what he is — his body,His true reality which doesn’t have desires or hopes,But muscles and the sure and impersonal way of using them.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["body","clarity","cosmos","desire","god","hope","it-is-what-it-is","life","muscle","nature","paganism","pantheism","seeing","truth"],"id":12670,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"That lady has a piano.It’s nice, but it’s not the running of riversOr the murmuring trees make ..Who needs a piano?It’s better to have earsAnd love Nature.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["god","love","meaning-of-life","music","nature","paganism","pantheism","peace","tranquility"],"id":15394,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"She goes on with her beautiful hair and mouth like before,I go on like before, alone in the field.It’s like my head had been lowered,And if I think this, and raise my headAnd the golden sun dries the need to cry I can’t stop having.How vast the field and interior love... !I look, and I forget, like dryness where there was water and trees losing their leaves.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["feeling","forgetting","longing","love","out-of-love","paganism","pantheism","seeing","truth","wonder"],"id":15808,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"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 far away, I’m not there in an instant.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["being","clarity","escape","existence","hurry","life","meaning","moon","paganism","pantheism","rush","slow","speed","sun","time","travel","truth"],"id":24414,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"The river of my village doesn’t make you think about anything.When you’re at its bank you’re only at its bank.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["belonging","home","homeland","natural","nature","paganism","pantheism","simplicity"],"id":32509,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"And sometimes if I wantTo imagine I’m a lamb(Or a whole flockSpreading out all over the hillsideSo I can be a lot of happy things at the same time),It’s only because I feel what I write at sunset,Or when a cloud passes its hand over the lightAnd silence runs over the grass outside.When I sit and write poemsOr, walking along the roads or pathways,I write poems on the paper in my thoughts,I feel a staff in my handAnd see my silhouetteOn top of a knoll,Looking after my flock and seeing my ideas,Or looking after my ideas and seeing my flock,With a silly smile like someone who doesn’t understand what somebody’s sayingBut tries to pretend they do.","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["at-peace","being","nature","nature-of-man","paganism","sadness"],"id":47937,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"},{"text":"Let’s be simple and calm,Like brooks and trees,And God will love us by makingBeautiful things like the trees and brooks for us,And give us greenness in his spring,And a river for us to go to when we end...","author":"Alberto Caeiro","tags":["beauty","life","life-philosophy","love","paganism","pantheism","tranquility"],"id":53711,"author_id":"Alberto+Caeiro"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":73,"pages":8,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}