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“And now-now all I can do is light a cigarette and go home. My God, I just remembered that we die. But-but me too?! Don't forge that for now it's strawberry season. Yes.”
― Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star

“Every woman becomes their mother. That's their tragedy. And no man becomes his. That's his tragedy.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

“I shall need to courage to do what I'm about to do: speak. And risk the enormous surprise I shall feel at the poverty of the spoken thing. As soon as it's out of my mouth, I'll have to add: that's not it, that's not it! But I cannot be afraid of being ridiculous, I always preferred less to more also out of fear of the ridiculous: because there's also the shattering of modesty. I'm putting off having to speak to myself. Out of fear? And because I don't have a word to say. I don't have a word to say. So why don't I shut up? But if I do not force out the word muteness will swallow me forever in waves.”
― Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.

“Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.”
― W.B. Yeats, Poetry, Drama and Prose