“ Suffering is tossed by handfuls over the multitudes, with most of it falling on some people and little or none of it on others. José Luís Peixoto
“ I think: perhaps the sky is a huge sea of fresh water and we, instead of walking under it, walk on top of it; perhaps we see everything upside down and the earth is a kind of sky, so that when we die,… José Luís Peixoto
“ Memory is like a curse. We fall into eternity, and memory is a weight that keeps pulling us to where we can never go back to. José Luís Peixoto
“ Beyond the clouds, above people, beneath the skin, inside people, we’re waiting for you. We see you now, as you read. We’ll see you when you stop thinking about these words. Above and inside your face… José Luís Peixoto
“ The poem doesn’t have stanzas, it has a body, the poem doesn’t have lines,/ it has blood, the poem is not written with letters, it’s written/ with grains of sand and kisses, petals and moments, shouts… José Luís Peixoto
“ One day, when tenderness has become the single rule of the morning,/ I will wake in your arms. perhaps your skin will be overly gorgeous./ and the light will include the impossible understanding of lo… José Luís Peixoto
“ Na hora de pôr a mesa, éramos cinco:o meu pai, a minha mãe, as minhas irmãse eu. depois, a minha irmã mais velhacasou-se. depois, a minha irmã mais novacasou-se. depois, o meu pai morreu. hoje,na hora… José Luís Peixoto
