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In the world there exists no aesthetic plane, not even the aesthetic plane of goodness.
Clarice Lispector
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Clarice Lispector
Age: 56 †
Born: 1920
Born: December 10
Died: 1977
Died: December 9
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Helen Palmer
Teresa Quadros
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Whether she won or lost, she would continue to wrestle with life. It would not be with her own life alone but with all of life. Something had finally been released within her. And there it was, the sea.
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There it is, the sea, the most incomprehensible of non-human existences.
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You don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.
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Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion.
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I hear the mad song of a little bird and crush butterflies between my fingers.
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And now -- now it only remains for me to light a cigarette and go home. Dear God, only now am I remembering that people die. Does that include me? Don't forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes.
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Ela acreditava em anjo e, porque acreditava, eles existiam | She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed
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I write as if to save somebody’s life. Probably my own. Life is a kind of madness that death makes. Long live the dead because we live in them.
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I' is merely one of the world's instantaneous spasms.
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Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?
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Love is so much more deadly than I had thought, love is so much inherent as the very lack, and we are guaranteed by a need to be renewed continuously. Love is now, is forever. There is just the blow of grace - call it passion.
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No it is not easy to write. It is as hard as breaking rocks. Sparks and splinters fly like shattered steel.
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And even sadness was also something for rich people, for people who could afford it, for people who didn't have anything better to do. Sadness was a luxury.
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