Status Updates From Un alè de vida

finally reading another book by the amazing clarice lispector ugh i adore her 💗 my expectations are SO high i just know im gonna love this

don’t ask me the meaning of anything

“Don’t think that I’m writing here my most intimate secret for there are secrets I never even tell myself. And it’s not only the final secret that I am not revealing: there are many little primary secrets that I allow to remain in enigma. I surrender to the sweet familiarity of eternity. But I don’t know if I deserve it.”

“ANGELA: After I’ve lived will I know I lived. When it’s happening living escapes me. I am a memory of myself. Only after “dying” do I see that I lived. I flee from myself. Sometimes I hurry to finish some intimate episode of life, in order to capture it in memories, and, more than having lived, to live. A living that already was. Swallowed by me and now part of my blood.”

“AUTHOR: Death is beyond human measure. That’s why I find it strange. I have no knowledge of its mute language. Or does it have a language possible for me to understand? It sometimes seems to me that death is not a fact it’s a sensation that must already be with me. But I still haven’t reached it”

“Doing nothing might yet be the solution.They’d confuse that with suicide but it’s mere coincidence. Does it make sense to run so much after happiness, could it be enough to be happy? Could it be that being happy is a state of tolerance?”