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“entendendo que o tempo
sempre leva
as nossas coisas preferidas no mundo
e nos esquece aqui
olhando pra vida
sem elas”
― Aline Bei, O Peso do Pássaro Morto

“será que ele prefere não ver?
imaginar o mundo
deve ser mais bonito mesmo”
― Aline Bei, O Peso do Pássaro Morto

“— não me importo — eu disse pra ele — que seja breve o nosso encontro.
porque no tempo da minha memória
somos pra sempre. não existe morrer dentro, é como uma canção.
as canções não morrem nunca porque elas moram dentro das pessoas que gostam delas.”
― Aline Bei, O Peso do Pássaro Morto

“ele me contou que Carta era
um ótimo jeto de dizer que se amava alguém
porque às vezes falando a pessoa não entende
nada ou escuta pouco pensando em
outras coisas.

- escrever é mais forte”
― Aline Bei, O Peso do Pássaro Morto

“I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“Another secret of the universe: Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere. The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“To be careful with people and with words was a rare and beautiful thing.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“Maybe we just lived between hurting and healing.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“I wanted to tell them that I'd never had a friend, not ever, not a real one. Until Dante. I wanted to tell them that I never knew that people like Dante existed in the world, people who looked at the stars, and knew the mysteries of water, and knew enough to know that birds belonged to the heavens and weren't meant to be shot down from their graceful flights by mean and stupid boys. I wanted to tell them that he had changed my life and that I would never be the same, not ever. And that somehow it felt like it was Dante who had saved my life and not the other way around. I wanted to tell them that he was the first human being aside from my mother who had ever made me want to talk about the things that scared me. I wanted to tell them so many things and yet I didn't have the words. So I just stupidly repeated myself. "Dante's my friend.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“But love was always something heavy for me. Something I had to carry.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“And it seemed to me that Dante's face was a map of the world. A world without any darkness.

Wow, a world without darkness. How beautiful was that?”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“I’m sorry. This is not what I intended to say. What I meant to say is this: You’ll write more poems. They are not lost. You are the poetry.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“Gaunt was woven into everything he read, saw, wrote, did, dreamt. Every poem had been written about him, every song composed for him, and Ellwood could not scrape his mind clear of him no matter how he tried.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“Poor Elly, he thought, as he fell. It’s so much harder to be left behind.”
― Alice Winn, In Memoriam

“For Zaza

If there are tears in my eyes tonight, is it because you are no longer alive, or because I am? I should dedicate this story to you, but I know that you no longer exist anywhere, and my writing to you like this is pure literary artifice. In any case, this isn’t really your story, only one inspired by us. You were not Andrée; nor was I Sylvie, who speaks in my name.”
― Simone de Beauvoir, The Inseparables

“We made small talk, like adults do; but I suddenly understood, with astonishment and joy, that the emptiness in my heart, my gloomy feeling of recent days, had only one cause: the absence of Andrée. Living without her was no longer living.”
― Simone de Beauvoir, Inseparable

“How old do you have to be to think: this is forever?”
― Sylvie Le Bon de Beauvoir, Inseparable

“O coração se alargando até nele caber cada pedra da estrada
e todos os destinos aos quais ela podia levar.
Até caber todas as revoadas da manhã, os calangos verdes,
todas as lembranças do cajueiro.
Até caber aquele rio que nunca encontraria um mar.
Até caber o sertão inteiro.”
― Raul Damasceno, O rio que me corta por dentro

“É necessário preservar o avesso, você me disse. Preservar aquilo que ninguém vê. Porque não demora muito e a cor da pele atravessa nosso corpo e determina nosso modo de estar no mundo. E por mais que sua vida seja medida pela cor, por mais que suas atitudes e modos de viver estejam sob esse domínio, você, de alguma forma, tem de preservar algo que não se encaixa nisso, entende?
Pois entre músculos, órgãos e veias existe um lugar só seu, isolado e único.
E é nesse lugar que estão os afetos. E são esses afetos que nos mantêm vivos.”
― Jeferson Tenório, O avesso da pele

“Mas a vida seguia porque, mesmo quando se ama errado, ainda temos de viver. O amor não impedia a vida. Continua-se porque os carros não param, homens e mulheres se levantam e vão trabalhar. Todos os dias. Segue-se, não por bravura ou altivez, mas porque simplesmente não há o que fazer. E não há aí nenhum ensinamento ou lição a aprender. A não ser domar a tristeza e aceitar conviver com ela.”
― Jeferson Tenório, O avesso da pele

“Viver passou a ser uma questão de evitar a dor a qualquer custo. Numa espécie de encarceramento voluntário, você vai sendo acossado dia após dia pelo medo do desconforto.”
― Jeferson Tenório, O avesso da pele

“You are free and that is why you are lost.”
― Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

“My writing was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast.”
― Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

“It feels so American to discount dreams because they’re not built of objects, of things you can hold and catalogue and then put in a safe. Dreams give us voices, visions, ideas, mortal terrors, and departed beloveds. Nothing counts more to an individual, or less to an empire.”
― Kaveh Akbar, Martyr!

“Where does all our effort go? It’s hard not to envy the monsters when you see how good they have it. And how unbothered they are at being monsters.”
― Kaveh Akbar, Martyr!

“Grace to live at all—none of us did anything to deserve it. Being born. We spend our lives trying to figure out how to pay back the debt of being. And to whom we might pay it.”
― Kaveh Akbar, Martyr!

“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

“As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

“What am I doing here in this endless winter?”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis and Other Stories