The Book of Disquiet

Gurshabadjeet brought this book today called The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa not knowing that to get me to read a book is a utopian idea. Anyway, I opened the book wondering if she will talk to me – talk of me, my state, my circumstances…
—thus she spoke:

“432
The slave of my own character as well as of my circumstances, offended not only by other people’s indifference but also by their affection for whom they think I am – such are the human insults heaped on me by Destiny.”

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