Fernando Pessoa Quotes

In the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground.

Most of the people don't get their just due until they ain't here no more.

People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad.

It's only after their death that people are truly appreciated. It's because they are true to values.

There was no time for kissing but she wanted him to know that in the future there would be. A kiss in so much loneliness was like a hand pulling you up out of the water, scooping you up from a place of drowning and into the reckless abundance of air. A kiss, another kiss.

I think people relate to the music because I have a sense of empathy, and I think I have a good understanding about relationships, and I talk about them in a real, honest way

I can't think of anything I'd rather have more than somebody lovin' me.

I love the people and I actually think they like me a lot.

It is striking how much more seriously we are likely to be taken after we have been dead a few centuries.

Am well. Thinking of you always. Love

You know, I have come to think listening is love, that's what it really is.

When it's cold & dark at night, and we're alone together, I long to take you in my arms, and cuddle you forever.

I'm not going to hurt her. I know she's special and I tried to stay away, but when I'm with I don't feel so cold and alone.

Did you really think I'd ceased to care? Kitten, I care so much it wrecks me.

I like to think that people live on in other people's memories.

There are ... two kinds of people in this world, those who long to be understood and those who long to be misunderstood. It is the irony of life that neither is gratified.

People think I write fantasy, but I don't; some things may be exaggerated or distorted in the same way that painters distort and alter things, but they're realistic figures. They're perfectly recognisable.

I do miss having someone to spoil, somebody that you can just sit with for a bit.

I'm trying to write truthfully about life, and naturalism, or the way people normally talk in movies, is a convention. The way I write is about life and is quite truthful, and there is a kind of brutal side to the relationship, and to the feelings, that makes it somewhat painful, but I think it's a very intense portrait of the relationship of two people. And a bit about what people feel like when they're alone, because it all takes place in one day, and during the day, they spend a lot of time alone in their different - you get to imagine what their fantasy lives are like.

I think this’ll definitely tide me over while we’re apart,”Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate. “Oh, Kitten,” he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?

I stay away from the writing part because I think that if it sticks, it sticks. You just know it. The stuff that doesn't stick, goes away. The stuff that propels you forward, you can see it in your partner's eyes.

Home is where the people who live there need me to come home to them, and worry about me when I'm gone. There's no such place on this earth, no matter how far I drive.

You need anything else... You to touch me like I matter.

I was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving.

The sense that someone else cares always helps because it is the sense of love.