I don’t have a philosophy: I have senses…
If I talk about Nature, it’s not because I know what it is,
But because I love it, and that’s why I love it,
Because when you love you never know what you love,
Or why you love, or what love is.
Loving is eternal innocence,
And the only innocence is not thinking.
― Fernando Pessoa (Alberto Caeiro), The Keeper of Sheep. (Sheep Meadow; Trans. from the Portuguese edition, December 1, 1997) Originally published April 1st 1914.