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50 phrases by Paulo Leminski that are worth knowing

It amuses me to think that, at various times, I am fighting with myself. I hope everyone has fun. There’s not much else to do in this world.

To you, I leave sleep. The dream, no! I carry this myself!

Fate wanted us to find ourselves, in the same stanza and in the same class, in the same verse and in the same sentence.

Love is a link between blue and yellow.

Here on this rock, someone sat down to look at the sea. The sea did not stop to be looked at. It was sea to all sides.

Pay attention to what I do not say.

A place where everyone is right, better not to be right.

This wanting to be exactly what we are will still take us further.

All said, nothing done, I stare and lie down.

You’ll never know what comes after Saturday, maybe a much more beautiful and wiser century, maybe just another Sunday.

Poetry is not made with little words, but with bad words.

Such a rich question, did I need to go around begging for answers?

Love, then, too, ends? Not that I know.

When I saw you I had a brilliant idea. It was as if I looked from the inside of a diamond and my eye gained a thousand faces in an instant.

Plums, love them or leave them.

Of love I know the symptoms and bruises.

Just a moment and you have enough love.

I can bear it, but I can’t guarantee it.

I never make the same mistake twice. I already make two, three, four, five, six until this mistake learns that only mistakes have time.

My soul brief, brief. The lightest element in Mendeleev’s table.

Nothing is taken. Except for the led life that we lead.

Waiter, one more shot! Heart aching from love and arteriosclerosis!

Poetry was an answer.

I don’t argue with fate, what to paint I sign.

The other one in me is you.

And only when we are in ourselves, are we at peace. Even if we are alone.

Life does not imitate art. Imitates a bad television show.

Just looking for meaning really makes sense. Apart from that, it makes no sense.

Your laughter reflects in your rich rhyme song. Sunbeam on gold tooth.

I feel like I’ve said it all. And everything was so suddenly.

Before the afternoon dawns and the night turns to day, put poetry in coffee and coffee in poetry.

Deep down, deep down, deep down, we would like to see our problems resolved by decree.

A man with a pain is much more elegant.

Be careful what doesn’t change. Here we stay. Here things happen.

River of Mystery. What would become of me if they took me seriously?

The paper is short. Living is long. Hidden or ambiguous, everything I say has ultra-sense.

I write. And ready. I write because I need, I need because I’m dizzy.

I will be more than a dog to you. A shadow that warms you, a god that doesn’t forget, a servant that doesn’t say no.

But problems are not solved, problems have large families. And on Sundays everyone goes out for a walk: the problem, his mistress and other little problems.

Books know thousands of poems by heart. What a memory!

Write in space. Today, I write in time, on the skin, on the palm, on the petal, light of the moment.

When the mystery arrives, it will already find me sleeping, half facing Saturday, the other half Sunday.

She was a star alone, no one looked at her. And all the light she had fit in a window.

Watch where you step, it could be my heart.

Will you see me with other eyes or with the eyes of others?

There is today for so much yesterday.

The night, huge, everything sleeps except your name.

In this life, you can learn three things from a child: always be happy, never be inactive, and cry hard for everything you want.

Whoever wants to be saved, whoever can be lost.

You stop to see what awaits you. Only a cloud separates you from the stars.

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