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… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
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. — 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
