Clarice Lispector
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Clarice Lispector
Clarice Lispectorwas a Brazilian writer acclaimed internationally for her innovative novels and short stories. Born to a Jewish family in Podolia in Western Ukraine, she was brought to Brazil as an infant, amidst the disasters engulfing her native land following the First World War...
NationalityBrazilian
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth10 December 1920
CountryBrazil
forget strawberries seasons
But don't forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes.
crush song butterfly
I hear the mad song of a little bird and crush butterflies between my fingers.
passion blow love-is
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.
sadness luxury people
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.
horse simple men
A horse is freedom so indominable that it becomes useless to imprison it to serve man: it lets itself be domesticated, but with a simple, rebellious toss of the head-shaking its mane like an abundance of free-flowing hair-it shows that its inner nature is always wild, translucent and free.
answers sometimes do-you-know
Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer?
truth-is wells sincerely
The only truth is that I live. Sincerely, I live. Who am I? Well, that's a bit much.
fate destiny choices
The mystery of human destiny is that we are fated, but that we have the freedom to fulfill or not fulfill our fate: realization of our fated destiny depends on us. While inhuman beings like the cockroach realize the entire cycle without going astray because they make no choices.
body whole
You don't understand music: you hear it. So hear me with your whole body.
giving truthful single-word
My life, the most truthful one, is unrecognizable, extremely interior, and there is no single word that gives it meaning.
curiosity answers given
Her curiosity instructed her more than the answers she was given.
being-yourself strange
Do you ever suddenly find it strange to be yourself?
mean men ties
How was she to tie herself to a man without permitting him to imprison her? And was there some means of acquiring things without those things possessing her?
mean monsters persons
Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?