Jose Saramago
Jose Saramago
José de Sousa Saramago, GColSE, was a Portuguese writer and recipient of the 1998 Nobel Prize in Literature. His works, some of which can be seen as allegories, commonly present subversive perspectives on historic events, emphasizing the human factor. Harold Bloom described Saramago as "the greatest living novelist" and considers him to be "a permanent part of the Western canon", while James Wood praises "the distinctive tone to his fiction because he narrates his novels as if he were someone...
NationalityPortuguese
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth16 November 1922
CountryPortugal
No human being can achieve all he or she desires in this life except in dreams, so good night all.
This must be what it means to be a ghost, being certain that life exists, because your four senses say so, and yet unable to see it.
God, the devil, good, evil, it's all in our heads, not in Heaven or Hell, which we also invented. We do not realize that, having invented God, we immediately became His slaves.
If you don't write your books, nobody else will do it for you. No one else has lived your life.
A journey never ends. Only the travellers end.
Strictly speaking, we do not make decisions. Decisions make us.
Often when you ask for one thing you receive another, this is the mysterious thing about prayer, we address them to heaven with some private intention, but they choose their own path, sometimes they delay, allowing other prayers to overtake them, frequently they overlap and become hybrid prayers of dubious origin, which quarrel and argue among themselves.
The possibility of the impossible, dreams and illusions, are the subject of my novels.
Each part in itself constitutes the whole to which it belongs.
... the best way of killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud.
...the habit of falling hardens the body, reaching the ground, to in itself, is a relief.
Words are like that, they deceive, they pile up, it seems they do not know where to go, and, suddenly, because of two or three or four that suddenly come out, simple in themselves, a personal pronoun, an adverb, an adjective, we have the excitement of seeing them coming irresistibly to the surface through the skin and the eyes and upsetting the composure of our feelings, sometimes the nerves that can not bear it any longer, they put up with a great deal, they put up with everything, it was as if they were wearing armor, we might say.
A human being is a being who is constantly 'under construction,' but also, in a parallel fashion, always in a state of constant destruction.
The ear has to be educated if one wishes to appreciate musical sounds, just as the eyes must learn to distinguish the value of words.