Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion. — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
Whether she won or lost, she would continue to wrestle with life. It would not be with her own life alone but… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
Love is so much more deadly than I had thought, love is so much inherent as the very lack, and we are… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“Life, my love, is a great seduction in which all that exists seduces. That room that was deserted and for that reason… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“Perhaps love is to give one’s own solitude to others? For it is the very last thing we have to offer. from… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer? — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“Love? I wanted to go with him, to be on the stronger side, for him to spare me, like one who seeks… — 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 Image
“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 Image
The only truth is that I live. Sincerely, I live. Who am I? Well, that's a bit much. — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion. — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
