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“In fact, I was a kind of Hershey Bar whore - there wasn't much I wouldn't do for a nickel's worth of chocolate.”
― Truman Capote, Answered Prayers

“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Freedom may be the most important thing in life, but there's such a thing as too much freedom.”
― Truman Capote, Answered Prayers

“That's the question: is truth an illusion, or is illusion truth, or are they essentially the same? Myself, I don't care what anybody says about me as long as it isn't true.”
― Truman Capote, Answered Prayers

“Chance, you've gone past something you couldn't afford to go past; your time, your youth, you've passed it. It's all you had and you've had it.”
― Tennessee Williams, Sweet Bird of Youth

“It was an atmosphere of luxurious exhaustion, like a ripened, shedding rose, while all that waited outside wad the failing New York afternoon.”
― Truman Capote, Answered Prayers

“And yes, to answer you seriously, I am beginning to be... well, not bored, but tempted; afraid, but tempted. When you've been in pain for a long time, when you wake up every morning with a rising sense of hysteria, then boredom is what you want, marathon sleeps, a silence in yourself.”
― Truman Capote, Answered Prayers

“Even for those who dislike champagne, myself among them, there are two champagnes one can't refuse: Dom Perignon and the even superior Cristal, which is bottled in a natural-colored glass that displays its pale blaze, a chilled fire of such prickly dryness that, swallowed, seems not to have been swallowed at all, but instead to have turned to vapors on the tongue and burned there to one damp sweet ash.”
― Truman Capote, Answered Prayers

“Well, sooner or later, at some point in your life, the thing that you lived for is lost or abandoned, and then ... you die, or find something else.”
― Tennessee Williams, Sweet Bird of Youth

“I’ve been accused of having a death wish but I think it’s life that I wish for, terribly, shamelessly, on any terms whatsoever.”
― Tennessee Williams, Sweet Bird of Youth

“Então meu amado foi se fechando com seu cachimbo e seu Proust, solidão de bicho de caramujo, pode bater que não abro.”
― Lygia Fagundes Telles, As Meninas

“Quero te dizer também que nós, as criaturas humanas, vivemos muito (ou deixamos de viver) em função das imaginações geradas pelo nosso medo. Imaginamos consequências, censuras, sofrimentos que talvez não venham nunca e assim fugimos ao que é mais vital, mais profundo, mais vivo. A verdade, meu querido, é que a vida, o mundo dobra-se sempre às nossas decisões.”
― Lygia Fagundes Telles, As Meninas

“Fico tomando sol porque não posso tomar o homem que amo”, pensou mastigando mais energicamente. E Ana Clara? As coisas que tomava seriam para substituir o casaco de onça? O Jaguar? E se fosse simplesmente porque não conheceu o sol, a infância, Deus. “Tudo que tive e ainda tenho, tão triste ir buscar lá fora o que devia estar aqui dentro.”
― Lygia Fagundes Telles, As Meninas

“I don't ask for your pity, but just for your understanding – not even that – no. Just for some recognition of me in you, and the enemy, time, in us all.”
― Tennessee Williams, Sweet Bird of Youth

“Ai dor! Era-me preciso enterrar magnificamente os meus amores. Eles lá iam, mar em fora, no espaço e no tempo, e eu ficava-me ali numa ponta de mesa, com os meus quarenta anos, tão vadios e tão vazios; ficava-me para os não ver nunca mais, porque ela poderia tornar e tornou, mas o eflúvio da manhã quem é que o pediu ao crepúsculo da tarde?”
― Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

“e é possível que esta noite, depois de jantar, abra a suite de bach sobre o atril, respire fundo e roce com o arco as cordas para que a primeira nota nascida o venha consolar das incorrigíveis banalidades do mundo e a segunda as faça esquecer”
― José Saramago, Death with Interruptions

“É assim a vida, vai dando com uma mão até que chega o dia em que tira tudo com a outra.”
― José Saramago, Death with Interruptions

“The human bones are but vain lines dawdling, the whole universe a blank mold of stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“Ao verme que primeiro roeu as frias carnes do meu cadáver dedico como saudosa lembrança estas memórias póstumas”
― Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

“Your mind makes out the orange by seeing it, hearing it, touching it, smelling it, tasting it and thinking about it but without this mind, you call it, the orange would not be seen or heard or smelled or tasted or even mentally noticed, it's actually, that orange, depending on your mind to exist! Don't you see that? By itself it's a no-thing, it's really mental, it's seen only of your mind. In other words it's empty and awake.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“And the rest is rust and stardust.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“Cresci naturalmente, como crescem as magnólias e os gatos. Talvez os gatos são menos matreiros, e, com certeza, as magnólias menos inquietas.”
― Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

“Ah Japhy you taught me the final lesson of them all, you can't fall off a mountain.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“Look at that moon. Potato weather for sure.”
― Thornton Wilder, Our Town

“Mas, ou muito me engano, ou acabo de escrever um capítulo inútil.”
― Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
― Emily Dickinson

“One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
"Whenever you feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Forever is composed of nows.”
― Emily Dickinson

“I hate America. I hate this country. It’s just big ideas, and stories, and people dying, and people like you. The white cracker who wrote the national anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word 'free' to a note so high nobody can reach it. That was deliberate. Nothing on earth sounds less like freedom to me. You come to room 1013 over at the hospital, I'll show you America. Terminal, crazy and mean. I live in America, that’s hard enough, I don’t have to love it. You do that. Everybody’s got to love something.”
― Tony Kushner, Angels in America