I’ve always wanted to be liked. It grieved me that I was treated with indifference. Left an orphan by Fortune, I wanted—like all orphans—to be the object of someone’s affection. This need has always been a hunger that went unsatisfied, and so thoroughly have I adapted to this inevitable hunger that I sometimes wonder if I really feel the need to eat. Whatever be the case, life pains me.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep desire for affection and connection, highlighting the pain of feeling unloved or overlooked.
In this quote, Fernando Pessoa reflects on the universal human need for love and acceptance. He articulates the emotional pain that comes from indifference and the longing for connection that can consume one’s thoughts and feelings. The comparison of love to a hunger illustrates how deeply this desire can affect one's sense of self and experiences in life. It suggests that the absence of affection can lead to a profound sense of loss, making one question the very nature of their needs and desires.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the importance of emotional connections in our lives.
I have at this moment so many fundamental thoughts, so many truly metaphysical things to say, that I suddenly get tired and decide not to write any more, not to think any more, but to allow the fever of speaking to make me sleepy, and with my eyes closed, like a cat, I play with everything I could have said.
It's been months since I last wrote. I've lived in a state of mental slumber, leading the life of someone else. I've felt, very often, a vicarious happiness. I haven't existed. I've been someone else. I've lived without thinking.
We all have two lives: The true, the one we dreamed of in childhood And go on dreaming of as adults in a substratum of mist; the false, the one we love when we live with others, the practical, the useful, the one we end up by being put in a coffin.
I'm a man for whom the outside world is an inner Reality.
My dreams are a stupid refuge, like an umbrella against a thunderbolt.
The chill of what I won't feel gnaws at my present heart.
Perhaps a sense of possessing needs to come to come before a sense of genuine sharing.
It is very hard to not be able to engage with people in a real and honest way because they either want something from me, or they see me as something that I simply am not.
That boy is your company. And if he wants to eat up that tablecloth, you let him, you hear?
We often hear that people mean well: that so many just don't how to interact with people with disabilities. They're unsure of the 'right' reaction, so they default to condescension that makes them feel better in the face of their discomfort.
You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.
A good marriage is where both people feel like they're getting the better end of the deal.
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