I want to seize my is. And like a bird I sing hallelujah into the air. And my song belongs to no one. But no passion suffered in pain and love is not followed by an hallelujah.
Clarice LispectorYou don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.
Clarice LispectorI write very simple and very naked. That's why it wounds. I'm a grey and blue landscape. I rise in a dry fountain and in the cold light.
Clarice LispectorI'm no more than a comma in life. I who am a colon. Thou, thou art my exclamation.
Clarice LispectorHere is a moment of extravagant beauty: I drink it liquid from the shells of my hands and almost all of it runs sparkling through my fingers: but beauty is like that, it is a fraction of a second, quickness of a flash and then immediately it escapes.
Clarice LispectorReality doesn't surprise me. But that's not true: I suddenly feel such a hunger for the "thing to really happen" that I cry out and bite into reality with my lacerating teeth. And afterwards give a sigh over the captive whose flesh I ate. And again, for a long while, I do without real reality and find comfort in living from my imagination.
Clarice LispectorDanger is what makes life precious. Death is the constant danger of life.
Clarice LispectorO erro é um dos meus modos fatais de trabalho.
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