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“(...) juries should ask not "Is he guilty?" but rather "Is he dangerous?”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Perhaps the world progresses not by maturing, but by being in a permanent state of adolescence, of thrilled discovery.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“The conventional accept and are frequently charmed by a certain unconventionality.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“We live on the flat, on the level, and yet - and so - we aspire. Groundlings, we can sometimes reach as far as the gods. Some soar with art, others with religion; most with love. But when we soar, we can also crash. There are few soft landings. We may find ourselves bouncing across the ground with leg-fracting force, dragged towards some foreign railway line. Every love story is a potential grief story. If not at first, then later. If not for one, then for the other. Sometimes, for both.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Because love is the meeting point of truth and magic. Truth, as in photography; magic, as in ballooning.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“But if being on the level didn't shield you from pain, maybe it was better to be up in the clouds.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“The, at some point, sooner or later, for this reason or that, one of them is taken away. And what is taken away is greater than the sum of what was there. This may not be mathematically possible; but it is emotionally possible.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Every love story is a potential grief story.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Early in life, the world divides crudely into those who have had sex and those who haven't. Later, into those who have known love, and those who haven't. Later still - at least, if we are lucky (or, on the other hand, unlucky) - it divides into those who have endured grief, and those who haven't. These divisions are absolute; they are tropics we cross.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“The heart of my life; the life of my heart.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“What happiness is there in just the memory of happiness?”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Love may not lead where we think or hope, but regardless of outcome it should be a call to seriousness and truth. If it is not that - if it is not moral in its effect - then love is no more than an exaggerated form of pleasure.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Grief reconfigures time, its length, its texture, its function: one day means no more than the next, so why have they been picked out and given separate names?”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“You lose the world for a glance? Of course you do. That is what the world is for: to lose under the right circunstances.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Why should anything happen when everything has happened?”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“You put together two things that have not been put together before. And the world is changed. People may not notice at the time, but that doesn’t matter. The world has been changed nonetheless.”
― Julian Barnes, Levels of Life

“Na cama, escutava-se um clamor, os melhores instantes concentravam-se ali, que apuramento de palavras, de frases, de anúncios, e aquilo ascendia no silêncio, era a nossa música que se compunha, e em baixo mas inteiro nos dons, em estado de graça, respirávamos temerariamente.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Uma noite acordei com o som dos meus próprios gritos.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Mas penso que tudo isto é uma interminável preparação, uma aproximação. Porque o prestígio da poesia é menos ela não acabar nunca do que começar. É um início perene, nunca uma chegada seja ao que for.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Aprendemos então certas astúcias, por exemplo: é preciso apanhar a ocasional distracção das coisas, e desaparecer; fugir para o outro lado, onde elas nem suspeitam da nossa consciência; e apanhá-las quando fecham as pálpebras, um momento, rápidas, e rapidamente pô-las sob o nosso senhorio, apanhar as coisas durante a sua fortuita distracção, um interregno, um instante oblíquo, e enriquecer e intoxicar a vida com essas misteriosas coisas roubadas.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“O que excede a insolvência biográfica: com os nomes, as coisas, os sítios, as horas, a medida pequena de como se respira, a morte que não se refuta com nenhum verbo, nenhum argumento, nenhum latrocínio. Vivemos demoniacamente toda a nossa inocência.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Não lhe era enfim sabido que discorrer sobre a ordem do mundo, e de qualquer capítulo dele, é menos que nomear. É o desencontro no acto das palavras.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Fique indiscutível que é uma carta de teor e amor, múltipla e unívoca, e doada, e ferozmente parcialíssima. Quando os lemos lado a lado, a todos estes poemas, sabemos estarem eles entregues ao serviço de uma só inspiração.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Só morremos de nós mesmos.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“Era uma vida que absorvera o mundo e o abandonara depois, abandonara a sua realidade fragmentária. Era compacta e limpa. Gramatical.”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões

“meu amor, o inferno é o teu corpo foda a foda alcançado”
― Herberto Helder, Servidões