The Book of Disquiet

Sitting at his desk, Bernardo Soares imagined himself free forever of Rua dos Douradores, of his boss Vasques, of Moreira the book-keeper, of all the other employees, the errand boy, the post boy, even the cat. But if he left them all tomorrow and discarded the suit of clothes he wears, what else would he do? Because he would have to do something.

Stand la biroul sau, Bernardo Soares se imagina liber pentru totdeauna de Rua dos Douradores, de seful sau Vasques, de Moreira contabilul, de toti ceilalti angajati, de baiatul de curier, de postas, chiar si de pisica. Dar daca i-ar parasi pe toti maine si ar lepada costumul pe care il poarta, ce altceva ar face?