I write and that way rid myself of me and then at last I can rest.

Her curiosity instructed her more than the answers she was given.

Even great men are only truly recognized and honored once they are dead. Why? Because those who praise them need to feel themselves somehow superior to the person praised, they need to feel they are making some concession.

Ela acreditava em anjo e, porque acreditava, eles existiam" | "She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed

Reality prior to my language exists as an unthinkable thought. . . . life precedes love, bodily matter precedes the body, and one day in its turn language shall have preceded possession of silence.

No it is not easy to write. It is as hard as breaking rocks. Sparks and splinters fly like shattered steel.

Brazil is where I have to be, where I have my roots.