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“Where does music go when it’s not playing?—she asked herself. And disarmed she would answer: May they make a harp out of my nerves when I die.”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

“But I wasn’t crying because I was sad. I guess I was crying because we had nowhere else to go, no choice but to go on living in this world. Crying because we had no other world to choose, and crying at everything before us, everything around us.”
― Mieko Kawakami, Heaven

“We are the same species. We're all human. It's not that people cannot understand me; it's simply that most of them don't want to”
― Andrew Joseph White, The Spirit Bares Its Teeth

“So much of one evaporates through the years, she mused.”
― Virginia Feito, Mrs. March