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.
I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me. A nearby field, a ray of sunlight, a little bit of calm along with a bit of bread, not to feel oppressed by the knowledge that I exist, not to demand anything from others, and not to have others demand anything from me - this was denied me, like the spare change we might deny a beggar not because we're mean-hearted but because we don't feel like unbuttoning our coat.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses the idea of a simple, yet unfulfilled desire for basic comforts and peace in life.
In this quote, Fernando Pessoa reflects on the minimal needs he has from life, highlighting a deep sense of existential disappointment. He articulates a longing for the simple pleasures of nature and tranquility, as well as a wish to disengage from societal demands and expectations. His metaphor of denying spare change to a beggar underlines the emotional struggle against non-fulfillment, illustrating how even the simplest wishes can be denied, not out of malice, but due to the complexities of human existence.
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Example use cases
In a philosophy class discussing existentialism, this quote can illustrate the struggle with life's simple desires.
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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.
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