I'm not always the same in what I say and write. I change, but I don't change much. The color of the flowers is not the same in the sun As when a cloud passes Or when night falls And the flowers are the color of the shadow. But whoever looks closely sees that they are the same flowers. So when I seem to disagree with myself, Look closely at me: If I was facing right, I have now turned to the left, But I am always me, standing on my feet — Always the same, thanks to heaven and earth And to my attentive eyes and ears And to my clear simplicity of soul... (F. Pessoa)