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Ela acreditava em anjo e, porque acreditava, eles existiam | She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed

Clarice Lispector

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Clarice Lispector
Age: 56 †
Born: 1920
Born: December 10
Died: 1977
Died: December 9
Journalist
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Helen Palmer
Teresa Quadros
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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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I write to save someone's life, probably my own
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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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There it is, the sea, the most incomprehensible of non-human existences.
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I want the following word: splendor, splendor is fruit in all its succulence, fruit without sadness. I want vast distances. My savage intuition of myself.
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Everything in the world began with a yes. One molecule said yes to another molecule and life was born.
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I write and that way rid myself of me and then at last I can rest.
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I just know that I don't want cheating. I refuse. I deepened myself but I don't believe in myself because my thought is invented.
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You don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.
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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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Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion.
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So long as I have questions to which there are no answers, I shall go on writing.
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Do you ever suddenly find it strange to be yourself?
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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 work only with lost and founds.
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Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer?
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The only truth is that I live. Sincerely, I live. Who am I? Well, that's a bit much.
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But I welcome the darkness where the two eyes of that soft panther glow. The darkness is my cultural broth. The enchanted darkness. I go on speaking to you, risking disconnection: I’m subterraneously unattainable because of what I know.
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I' is merely one of the world's instantaneous spasms.
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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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