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Susana’s 2024 Year in Books
Take a look at Susana’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Susana Duarte
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Born
in Coimbra, Portugal
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July 2012
URL
https://www.goodreads.com/susanaduarte
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Pescadores de Fosforescências
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2012
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2 editions
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“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
From 100 Love Sonnets”
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in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
From 100 Love Sonnets”
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“M'amour, m'amour
what do I love and
where are you?
That I lost my center
fighting the world
The Dreams clash
and are shattered-
and that I tried to make a paradiso
terrestre.
I have tried to write Paradise
Do not move
Let the wind speak
that is paradise
Let the Gods forgive what I
have made
Let those I love try to forgive
what I have made.”
― The Cantos
what do I love and
where are you?
That I lost my center
fighting the world
The Dreams clash
and are shattered-
and that I tried to make a paradiso
terrestre.
I have tried to write Paradise
Do not move
Let the wind speak
that is paradise
Let the Gods forgive what I
have made
Let those I love try to forgive
what I have made.”
― The Cantos
“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.”
― The Journals of Sylvia Plath
― The Journals of Sylvia Plath
“Is there no way out of the mind?”
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“The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
― The Bell Jar
― The Bell Jar
