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“... E por que têm medo? Só se tem medo quando não se está de acordo consigo mesmo. Têm medo porque jamais se atreveram a perseguir seus próprios impulsos interiores. Uma comunidade formada por indivíduos atemorizados com o desconhecido que levam dentro de si.”
― Hermann Hesse, Demian: An Unabridged Book

“You are twenty. You are not dead, although you were dead. The girl who died. And was resurrected. Children. Witches. Magic. Symbols. Remember the illogic of the fantasy. The strange tableau in the closet behind the bathroom: the feast, the beast, and the jelly-bean. Recall, remember: please do not die again.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I have lost all that bound me to life, death smiles and invites me to rest; I die after my own manner, I die exhausted and broken-spirited, as I fall asleep when I have paced three thousand times round my cell. No sooner had this idea taken possession of him than he became more composed, arranged his couch to the best of his power, ate little, and slept less, and found this existence almost supportable, because he felt he could throw it off at will, like a worn-out garment.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“Meanwhile I am only twenty years old, and the days descend on me un-noticeably like dust, each one just like the rest.”
― Tove Ditlevsen, The Copenhagen Trilogy