Lucas Cazanatto

“I would always be afraid: afraid of saying the wrong thing, of using an exaggerated tone, of dressing unsuitably, of revealing petty feelings, of not having interesting thoughts.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Story of a New Name

“she was explaining to me that I had won nothing, that in the world there is nothing to win, that her life was full of varied and foolish adventures as much as mine, and that time simply slipped away without any meaning, and it was good just to see each other every so often to hear the mad sound of the brain of one echo in the mad sound of the brain of the other.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Story of a New Name

“bela bela
mais que bela
mas como era o nome dela?
Não era Helena nem Vera
nem Nara nem Gabriela
nem Tereza nem Maria
Seu nome seu nome era...
Perdeu-se na carne fria
perdeu na confusão de tanta noite e tanto dia
perdeu-se na profusão das coisas acontecidas
constelações de alfabeto
noites escritas a giz
pastilhas de aniversário
domingos de futebol
enterros corsos comícios
roleta bilhar baralho
mudou de cara e cabelos mudou de olhos e risos mudou de casa
e de tempo: mas está comigo está
perdido comigo
teu nome
em alguma gaveta”
― Ferreira Gullar, Poema Sujo

“The nicest veterans...the kindest and funniest ones, the ones who hated war the most, were the ones who'd really fought.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five