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“- É por essa janela que costuma voar?
Joana Ofélia sorriu.
- Qualquer janela serve. Foi Demérita que me ensinou. Basta olharmos através dos vidros, e somos mais livres do que pássaros. As pessoas podem continuar a ver-nos, mas só nós sabemos que há muito que ali não estamos, que voámos com as aves, com o vento, com a poeira da estrada, com a água da chuva.”
― Alice Vieira, Se Perguntarem Por Mim Digam Que Voei

tags: voar

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“Então, que seja doce. Repito todas as manhãs, ao abrir as janelas para deixar entrar o sol ou o cinza dos dias, bem assim, que seja doce. Quando há sol, e esse sol bate na minha cara amassada do sono ou da insônia, contemplando as partículas de poeira soltas no ar, feito um pequeno universo; repito sete vezes para dar sorte: que seja doce que seja doce que seja doce e assim por diante. Mas, se alguém me perguntasse o que deverá ser doce, talvez não saiba responder. Tudo é tão vago como se fosse nada.”
― Caio Fernando Abreu

tags: abreu, caio, caio-fernando-abreu, doce, fernando

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“Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That’s it. That’s my heart.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

tags: fiction, storyteller

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“How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?”
― Leonard Cohen, Beautiful Losers

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“What is a saint? A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is. I think it has something to do with the energy of love. Contact with this energy results in the exercise of a kind of balance in the chaos of existence. A saint does not dissolve the chaos; if he did the world would have changed long ago. I do not think that a saint dissolves the chaos even for himself, for there is something arrogant and warlike in the notion of a man setting the universe in order. It is a kind of balance that is his glory. He rides the drifts like an escaped ski. His course is a caress of the hill. His track is a drawing of the snow in a moment of its particular arrangement with wind and rock. Something in him so loves the world that he gives himself to the laws of gravity and chance. Far from flying with the angels, he traces with the fidelity of a seismograph needle the state of the solid bloody landscape.”
― Leonard Cohen, Beautiful Losers

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