And I want to be held down. I don't know what to do with the horrifying freedom that can destroy me.
Clarice LispectorNo it is not easy to write. It is as hard as breaking rocks. Sparks and splinters fly like shattered steel.
Clarice LispectorBut I welcome the darkness where the two eyes of that soft panther glow. The darkness is my cultural broth. The enchanted darkness. I go on speaking to you, risking disconnection: Iām subterraneously unattainable because of what I know.
Clarice Lispector