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"Uma excelente introdução à qual faltou apenas um pouco de "porquê", o qual espero ler ao longo dos textos neste livro. João Ferreira para sempre o mais icónico alumnus da FCUL" — Sep 21, 2025 11:10AM
"Uma excelente introdução à qual faltou apenas um pouco de "porquê", o qual espero ler ao longo dos textos neste livro. João Ferreira para sempre o mais icónico alumnus da FCUL" — Sep 21, 2025 11:10AM
“I wonder whether you feel as strangely drawn towards me as i do to you”
― Carmilla
― Carmilla
“I think about swimming with him into that cave, about the swell of clear water, the way it changed, the swiftness and power it gained as it narrowed through the rocks at the base of the point.
The tide had to be just right. We had to be in the water at the very moment the tide was right. We could only have done this a half dozen times at most during the two years we lived there but it is what I remember. Each time we did it I was afraid of missing the swell, hanging back, timing it wrong. He never was. You had to feel the swell change. You had to go with the change. He told me that. No eye is on the sparrow but he did tell me that.”
― The Year of Magical Thinking: The Play
The tide had to be just right. We had to be in the water at the very moment the tide was right. We could only have done this a half dozen times at most during the two years we lived there but it is what I remember. Each time we did it I was afraid of missing the swell, hanging back, timing it wrong. He never was. You had to feel the swell change. You had to go with the change. He told me that. No eye is on the sparrow but he did tell me that.”
― The Year of Magical Thinking: The Play
“Not that they had forgotten the face, but (which comes to the same thing) it had lost its flesh and they could only see it inside themselves. And while in the early weeks they tended to complain at only having shadows to deal with where their loves were concerned, they realized later that these shadows could become still more fleshless, losing even the details of colour that memory kept of them. After this long period of seperation, they could no longer imagine the intimacy that they had shared nor how a being had lived beside them, on whom at any moment they could place their hands.”
― The Plague
― The Plague
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