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Clarice Lispector

Clarice Lispector (December 10, 1920 – December 9, 1977) was a Brazilian writer acclaimed internationally for her innovative novels and short stories. Born to a Jewish family in Podolia in Western Ukraine, as an infant she moved to Brazil with her family, amidst the disasters engulfing her native land following the First World War.

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There it is, the sea, the most incomprehensible of non-human existences.

Existence, Existences, Humans, Incomprehensible, Sea

Facts and particulars annoy me.

Annoy, Annoying, Facts, Particulars

Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?

Mean, Monster, Monsters, Person, Persons, Time

It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.

Abyss, Dove, Love, Made

I write to save someone's life, probably my own

Life, My Own, Probably, Save, Write, Writing

Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer?

Answers, Consists, Hope, Knows, Question, Sometimes

To think is an act. To feel is a fact.

Act, Fact, Facts, Feels, Think, Thinking

Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion.

Life, Love, Missing, Passion

No it is not easy to write. It is as hard as breaking rocks. Sparks and splinters fly like shattered steel.

Easy, Hard, Rocks, Shattered, Steel, Writing

But don't forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes.

Forget, Meantime, Seasons, Strawberries

The world's continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.

Breathing, Continual, Hear, Silence, World

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.

Choices, Destiny, Fate, Freedom, Mystery

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.

Afford, Luxury, People, Sadness

For at the hour of death you became a celebrated film star, it is a moment of glory for everyone, when the choral music scales the top notes.

Became, Film, Moments, Music, Notes, Stars

I only achieve simplicity with enormous effort

Achieve, Effort, Simplicity

At first she dreamed of sheep, of going to school, of cats drinking milk. Little by little she dreamed of blue sheep, of going to school in the middle of the woods, of cats drinking milk from golden saucers. And her dreams became increasingly dense and acquired colours that were difficult to dilute into words.

Difficult, Dream, Drinking, School, Woods

Reality prior to my language exists as an unthinkable thought. . . . life precedes love, bodily matter precedes the body, and one day in its turn language shall have preceded possession of silence.

Body, Love, One Day, Reality, Silence

Whether she won or lost, she would continue to wrestle with life. It would not be with her own life alone but with all of life. Something had finally been released within her. And there it was, the sea.

Continue, Life, Lost, Released, Sea

What I want is to live of that initial and primordial something that was what made some things reach the point of aspiring to be human.

Humans, Initial, Live, Made, Reach, Want

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.

Long, Madness, Probably, Write, Writing

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