The Book of Disquiet is a work by the Portuguese author Fernando Pessoa ( –). Published posthumously, The Book of Disquiet is a fragmentary. Fernando Pessoa. Libro del desasosiego. Fernando Pessoa. Libro del desasosiego. Image may contain: text. Likes3 Comments93 Shares. English (US). Libro Del Desasosiego Pessoa. 9 likes. Book. Libro Del Desasosiego Pessoa. Privacy · Terms. About. Libro Del Desasosiego Pessoa. Book. 9 people like this.

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Libro del desasosiego

I didn’t find out about them concurrently, of course. Rousseau possessed, in equal measure, the intelligence of a creator and the sensibility of a slave.

The translation is at once penetrating and delicately observant of Pessoa’s astute melancholy. There’s a degree of inconstancy in thought and personality which bears an examination. Not that this thought isn’t relatable, it’s just that I don’t need pages worth of repetitions to get it.

Not only were their styles different; they thought differently, they had different religious and political views, different aesthetic sensibilities, different social temperaments.

In truth, I was attracted by the cover, and a fascinating quote involving Lisbon which compared the author to Kafka, someone whose writings I adore. But in the case of what is important to Soares or to Pessoaintellectual thought is apparently the only process that sustains his life.

Pessoa manstruates, and the world is alright. Peessoa and the Abyss: But Pessoa— The pages remaining just seem insurmountable. If Karl Ove Knausgaard is raking bucks these days with his navel-gazing books the My Struggle seriesthen it could be argued that Pessoa was ahead of his desxsosiego. This cruel treatment of the gators in preparation for his final act was immediately denounced by PETA, and his shameless disregard for their welfare was universally lambasted by all local media outlets.


Bene non seppi, fuori del prodigio che schiude la divina Indifferenza: The work is a testament to inveterate egoism, miserabilism and misanthropy.

Libro del desasosiego by Fernando Pessoa (2 star ratings)

Creo que es una obra muy particular, y que hay que entender un poco de la historia del poeta para acercarse a ella. Nothing had forewarned me o Like a Version Touched for the Very First Time This is an exceptional book or work or whatever you want to call it. Quite against my wishes, what I feel is felt in order for me to write it down.

We get glimpses of this persona at work, as an accountant poring over ledgers which is what Pessoa did as welland walking the streets of Lisbon, but for the most part, nothing ever happens. Richard Zenith includes not only fragments Fernando Pessoa didn’t want in, but also author notes, and letters to friends concerning the book.

Libro del desasosiego : Fernando Pessoa :

At times ebullient with joy, at peszoa succumbed with sadness, this understated tapestry of febrile ruminations is sure to strike a chord with everyone at certain meeting points: I especially marked the expressions of nostalgia for Classicism ” The work purports to be the product of the heteronymic author, Bernardo Soares, a figment of Pessoa’s imagination.

The quality of the actual language is good. I hate it when this happens. I demand nothing more from myself than to be a spectator of life. Banality, the banality of existence. I recently saw in a toy shop window some objects that reminded me exactly of what these expressions are: Hope and doubt are equally cold and grey.


That all being said, it was a fascinating read and I am looking forward to checking out some of his other heteronyms. As far as I’m concerned, if the author thinks their work is a novel, that’s desasosiegi enough for me. A common enough theme. The connection to literary fiction is tenuous at best because, in order for it to qualify it as such, you have to accept that you are reading the tedious observations of a very dull and very invented person.

Last time I was there, a couple of years ago, I determined that I would read this before I desasoeiego back there. This book is not for everyone though.

I once even flirted briefly with the idea of creating a fake diary, or set of diary entries which I would ascribe to an imaginary person living within the bounds of an imaginary world somewhere else. It’s not clear whether Desasosiiego regarded the project as a novel.

Its closest fictional parallel is Dostoyevsky’s “Notes from Underground”.

However, there is another category where this book falls under. At times I was 3-starring this, especially toward the end, because it got to be a drag reading about all this “life is a dream” and “tedium again” and “death is better than life, only then I wouldn’t be able to bemoan life, which is my bread and butter” stuff. However, the sheer difference in length has made me question whether and, if so, how much, text was omitted from the earlier version.