Quotes from Clarice Lispector

Crear de uno mismo un ser es muy serio. Estoy creándome. Y andar en la oscuridad completa en busca de nosotros mismos es lo que hacemos. Duele. Pero es el dolor del parto; nace algo que es. Se es.

Macabéa, Hail Mary, full of grace, serene promised land, land of forgiveness, the time must come, ora pro nobis, and I use myself as a form of knowledge. I know you to the bone through an incantation that comes from me to you. To scatter oneself wildly and yet behind everything pulses an inflexible geometry.

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.

Am I one of the weak? a weak woman possessed by incessant and mad rhythm? if I were solid and strong would I even have heard the rhythm? I find no answer: I am.

Even though I know that a plant produces flowers, I am still surprised by nature's secret paths.

Because a world fully alive has the power of a Hell.

Nossos sentimentos e pensamentos são tão sobrenaturais como uma história passada depois da morte.

Pois a actualidade não tem esperança, e a actualidade não tem futuro: o futuro será exactamente de novo uma actualidade.

I wonder: why does God demand our love? possible answer: so that we might love ourselves and in loving ourselves, forgive ourselves.

I have a gift for passion, in the bonfire of a dry trunk I contort in the blaze.

Ter nascido me estragou a saúde.

I am telling of the instants that drip and are thick with blood.

A ética da moral é mantê-la em segredo. A liberdade é um segredo.

Aunque nunca más fuera a sentir la grave y suave fuerza de existir y amar, como ahora, de ahí en adelante ya sabía por qué cosa esperar, esperar la vida entera como si fuera necesario...

The impression is that I'm still to be born and I can't quite manage it. I'm a heart beating in the world.

To be happy is a great responsibility. Few have the nerve. I have the nerve but with a bit of fear. A happy person is one who has accepted death. When I'm too happy, I feel a gagging anguish; I get scared.

I always wanted to reach a state of peace and non-struggle. I thought that was the ideal state. But it so happens that — that am I really me without my struggle? No, I don't know how to have peace.

Meu impulso de todos os momentos é ir embora.

Qué estoy diciendo? Estoy diciendo amor. Y cerca del amor estamos nosotros.

I said to a friend: -- Like has always asked too much of me. She replied: -- But don't forget that you also ask too much of life.

Só uma vez se fez uma trágica pergunta: Quem sou eu? Assustou-se tanto que parou completamente de pensar.

No, she didn't want to be happy. For fear of entering an unknown world. She preferred the mediocrity of a life she knew. Then she tried to laugh to disguise the terrible and fatal choice.

Holding someone's hand was always my idea of joy.

Realidad? Te espero. Es allí donde voy.