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“A imagem de meu pai é uma assombração triste. Vive no seu mundo de solidão e silêncio. Olho-o e vejo nos seus ombros o peso da vida. Vive de olhos fechados como se não mais quisesse olhar para o mundo. Dentro daquela alma deve estar muito escuro. Dentro do coração deve haver muitas feridas. Cicatrizes. Cancros. Deve haver decepções e frustrações do tamanho do mundo. Deve haver uma paixão ardente pela morte que não vem. Cumprimento-o. Responde-me com aquela voz lenta, moribunda, desinteressada. Tudo nele é o prenúncio da morte.”
― Niketche: Uma História de Poligamia
― Niketche: Uma História de Poligamia
“I am not free while any woman is unfree, even when her shackles are very different from my own.”
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“For the heart, life is simple: it beats for as long as it can. Then it stops.”
― Min kamp 1
― Min kamp 1
“I had a wild thought there, beneath that sky. I will eat these herbs. Then whatever is truly in me, let it be out, at last. I brought them to my mouth. But my courage failed. What was I truly? In the end, I could not bear to know.”
― Circe
― Circe
“I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything,
without having to say that I ran out into the street to prove something,
that he didn't love me,
that I wanted to be possessed, thrown over, that I wanted to have the wounds
nailed shut.
I want to tell you this story without having to be in it:
Max in the wrong clothes. Max at the party, drunk again.
Max in the kitchen, in refrigerator Ught, his hands around the neck of a beer.
Tell me we're dead and I'll love you
even more.
I'm surprised that I say it with feeling.
There's a thing in my stomach about this. A simple thing. The last rung.”
― Crush
without having to say that I ran out into the street to prove something,
that he didn't love me,
that I wanted to be possessed, thrown over, that I wanted to have the wounds
nailed shut.
I want to tell you this story without having to be in it:
Max in the wrong clothes. Max at the party, drunk again.
Max in the kitchen, in refrigerator Ught, his hands around the neck of a beer.
Tell me we're dead and I'll love you
even more.
I'm surprised that I say it with feeling.
There's a thing in my stomach about this. A simple thing. The last rung.”
― Crush
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