‘Everything struck her at times as too precious, impossible to touch. And, at times, what people used as air to breathe, was weight and death for her.’
– Clarice Lispector, Near To The Wild Heart
‘Everything struck her at times as too precious, impossible to touch. And, at times, what people used as air to breathe, was weight and death for her.’
– Clarice Lispector, Near To The Wild Heart
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