“Beatitude starts in the moment when the act of thinking has freed itself from the necessity of form. Beatitude starts at the moment when the thinking-feeling has surpassed the author's need to thinking - he no longer needs to think… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“And none of this necessarily has any bearing on the issue of the existence or non-existence of a God. What I'm saying is that the thought of the man and the way this thinking-feeling can reach an extreme degree of… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“I find it hard to believe that I shall die. Because I'm bubbling in cold freshness. My life will be very long because each… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“We shall be inhuman - as humankind's greatest conquest. To be is to be beyond the human. To be a human being doesn't do… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
The only truth is that I live. Sincerely, I live. Who am I? Well, that's a bit much. — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“Between two musical notes there exists another note, between two facts there exists another fact, between two grains of sand, no matter how close… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“It isn't for us that cows' milk comes forth, but we drink it. Flowers weren't made for us to look at or for us… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion. — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
What I want is to live of that initial and primordial something that was what made some things reach the point of aspiring to… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“I see that the wardrobe looks penetrable because it has a door. But when I open it, I see that penetration has been put… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“I knew that cockroaches could go more than a month without food or water. And they could even survive on wood for food. And… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“Beatitude starts in the moment when the act of thinking has freed itself from the necessity of form. Beatitude starts at the moment when… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
“Beyond thought I reach a state. I refuse to divide it up into words - and what I cannot and do not want to… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share
