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Nas peles nuas, a saliva dos beijos e o suor dos abraços irrigavam, dentro deles, raízes fortes, de agarrar as tripas e o que mais tivesse dentro. Até a alma. E as raízes faziam das veias seiva e cresciam pelos poros como galhos trepadeiros
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me encanta esta forma de escribir quiero tanto tanto
“This is your heritage,' he said, as if from this dance we could know about his own childhood, about the flavor and grit of tenement buildings in Spanish Harlem, and projects in Red Hook, and dance halls, and city parks, and about his own Paps, how he beat him, how he taught him to dance, as if we could hear Spanish in his movements, as if Puerto Rico was a man in a bathrobe, grabbing another beer from the fridge and raising it to drink, his head back, still dancing, still steeping and snapping perfectly in time.”
― We the Animals
― We the Animals
“Dile que los suspiros del mar
Humedecen las únicas palabras
Por las que vale la pena vivir”
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Humedecen las únicas palabras
Por las que vale la pena vivir”
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“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.”
― The Bell Jar
― The Bell Jar
“La seguridad de saberme capaz para algo mejor, me puso en las manos la postergación, que al fin de cuentas es un arma terrible y suicida.”
― La tregua
― La tregua
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
― The Bell Jar
― The Bell Jar
Cam’s 2025 Year in Books
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