Reality is a prison, where one vegetates and always will. All the rest - thought, action - is just a pastime, mental or physical. What counts then, is to come to grips with reality. The rest can go.
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Perfect behavior is born of complete indifference. Perhaps this is why we always love madly someone who treats us with indifference.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Indifference can ignite deep feelings of love and attraction in us.
Cesare Pavese's quote suggests that when someone exhibits indifference, it can lead to a heightened emotional response from us, as we often find ourselves drawn to those who seem unattainable or disinterested. This paradox of attraction highlights how our emotional connections can be influenced by the perceived lack of interest, prompting us to desire the very people who may not reciprocate our affections.
Themes
IndifferenceLoveAttractionEmotionParadox
In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion about unrequited love, one might quote Pavese to illustrate how indifference can evoke strong feelings.
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