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61 " The chicken lives as if in a dream. She has no sense of reality. All the chicken's fright comes because they're always interrupting her reverie. The chicken is a sound sleep. . . . The chicken has plenty of inner life. To be honest, the only thing the chicken really has is inner life. Our vision of her inner life is what we call "chicken. "
― Clarice Lispector , The Complete Stories
62 " Não entendo. Isso é tão vasto que ultrapassa qualquer entender. Entender é sempre limitado. Mas não entender pode não ter fronteiras. Sinto que sou muito mais completa quando não entendo. Não entender, do modo como falo, é um dom. Não entender, mas não como um simples de espírito. O bom é ser inteligente e não entender. É uma benção estranha, como ter loucura sem ser doida. É um desinteresse manso, é uma doçura de burrice. Só que de vez em quando vem a inquietação: quero entender um pouco. Não demais: mas pelo menos entender que não entendo. "
― Clarice Lispector
63 " Beatitude starts in the moment when the act of thinking has freed itself from the necessity of form. Beatitude starts at the moment when the thinking-feeling has surpassed the author's need to thinking - he no longer needs to think and now finds himself close to the grandeur of the nothing. I could say of the "everything". But "everything" is a quanitity, and quantity has a limit in its very beginning. The true incommensurability is the nothing, which has no barriers adn where a person can scatter their thinking-feeling. "
64 " she had stared through the window at a little old lady in the sun, grubby, light and quick – a branch quivering in the breeze. A dry branch where there was so much femininity, Joana had thought, that the poor dear could have a child if life hadn’t dried up in her body "
― Clarice Lispector , Near to the Wild Heart
65 " Do I not have a plot to my life? for I am unexpectedly fragmentary. "
66 " At half past three in the morning I woke up. And immediately elastic Ijumped out of bed. I came to write you. I mean: be. Now it’s half past five. Iwant nothing: I am pure. I don’t wish this solitude on you. But I myself amin the creating fog. Lucid darkness, luminous stupidity. "
― Clarice Lispector , Água Viva
67 " This text that I give you is not to be seen close up: it gains its secret previously invisible roundness when seen from a high-flying plane. Then you can divine the play of islands and see the channels and seas. Understand me: I write you an onomatopoeia, convulsion of language. I’m not transmitting to you a story but just words that live from sound. I speak to you thus:“Lustful trunk. "
68 " Why publish what is worthless? Perhaps the worthy is also worthless. Besides, what is obviously worthless has always fascinated me. I have a real affection for things which are incomplete or badly finished, for things awkwardly try to take flight only to fall clumsily to the ground. "
― Clarice Lispector , The Foreign Legion
69 " The world independed on me — that was the trust I had reached: the world independed on me, and I am not understanding whatever it is I’m saying, never! never again shall I understand anything I say. "
― Clarice Lispector , The Passion According to G.H.
70 " Because a world fully alive has the power of a Hell. "
71 " No. It’s not easy. But it “is.” I ate my own placenta so as not to have to eat for four days. To have milk to give you. Milk is a “this.” And no one is I. No one is you. That is what solitude is. "
72 " At half past three in the morning I woke up. And immediately elastic I jumped out of bed. I came to write you. I mean: be. Now it’s half past five. I want nothing: I am pure. I don’t wish this solitude on you. But I myself am in the creating fog. Lucid darkness, luminous stupidity. "
73 " But there are those who starve to death and all I can do is be born. My rigmarole is: what can I do for them? My answer is: paint a fresco in adagio. I could suffer the hunger of others in silence but a contralto voice makes me sing—I sing dull and black. It’s my message of a person alone. A person eats another from hunger. But I fed myself with my own placenta. And I’m not going to bite my nails because this is a tranquil adagio. "
74 " Ne olduğumu bilmediğimden, "olmamak" gerçeğe en yakın olduğum yerdi: en azından madalyonun öteki yüzü kontrolümde: en azından "-mamak"a sahiptim, tersime sahiptim. O zaman benim için neyin iyi olduğunu bilmiyordum; benim için kötü olana da böylece ısınmış oldum. "
75 " It so happens that the primary though - as an act of thought - already has a form and is more easily transmitte to itself, or rather, to the very person who is thinking it; and that is why - because it has a form - it has a limited reach. Whereas the thought called "freedom" is free as an act of thought. It's so free that even to its thinker it seems to have no author. "
76 " Diga-me por favor que horas são paraeu saber que estou vivendo nesta hora. A criatividade é desencadeada por um germe e eu não tenho hoje esse germe mas tenho incipiente a loucura que em si mesma é criaçãoválida. Nada mais tenho a ver com a validez das coisas. Estou liberta ou perdida. "
― Clarice Lispector , Onde Estivestes de Noite
77 " Diga-me por favor que horas são para eu saber que estou vivendo nesta hora. A criatividade é desencadeada por um germe e eu não tenho hoje esse germe mas tenho incipiente a loucura que em si mesma é criação válida. Nada mais tenho a ver com a validez das coisas. Estou liberta ou perdida. "
78 " Bu dünyada ne varsa bir evetle başladı. Bir molekül bir başka moleküle evet dedi, böylece yaşam doğdu. Ama tarihöncesinden önce tarihöncesinin tarihöncesi vardı, yok vardı, evet vardı. Hep vardı - ne bilmiyorum, ama evrenin hiç başlamadığını biliyorum. "
― Clarice Lispector , The Hour of the Star
79 " And it's inside myself that I must create someone who will understand. "
80 " A guerra é boa talvez no sentido de chamar a atenção para certos problemas. "