Jae ❦

“All of me swims, floats, crosses what exists with my nerves, I am nothing but a desire, anger, vagueness, as impalpable as energy. Energy? but where is my strength? in imprecision, in imprecision, in imprecision . .”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

“Everything struck her at times as too precious, impossible to touch. And, at times, what people used as air to breathe, was weight and death for her.”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

“She wanted even more: to be reborn always, to sever everything that she had learned, that she had seen, and inaugurate herself in new terrain where every tiny act had a meaning, where the air was breathed as if for the first time.”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

“It’s in this valor, human, absurd, that I see true grace.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover