I need something that is not in this world, something not in this world.
-Clarice Lispector, tr. by Elizabeth Lowe, from Água Viva / The Stream of Life
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She was a rough diamond, wild. She had no method. She happened like a volcanic eruption. That little girl who came from down there…As if a volcano had exploded and she had come along with it!
-Andréa Azulay, describing Clarice Lispector, featured in Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector
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I know that if there is something dangerous about me, there is also something pure. And that purity is only dangerous for those who have danger inside them.
-Clarice Lispector, tr. by Katrina Dodson, from The Complete Short Stories; “The White Dress”
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I, at the edge of the wind. The wuthering heights call to me. I go, witch that I am. And I am transmuted. I am at the edge of my body. And I waste away slowly. What am I saying? I am saying love. And at the edge of love are we.
-Clarice Lispector, from The Complete Short Stories; “That’s Where I’m Going,”
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Decipher me, my love, or I will be forced to destroy you.
-Clarice Lispector, from The Book of Delights; “The Beginning of Spring,”
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He knew one of the rare forms of stability: the stability of an impossible desire.

The stability of an unattainable desire.

-Clarice Lispector, from The Foreign Legion: Stories; “The Evolution of Myopia,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

Now she knows what she wants: she wants to remain standing still in the sea. And so she remains. The woman neither receives nor transmits. She does not need to communicate. She knows that she is gleaming from the water, the salt and the sun. In some obscure way her dripping hair is like that of a shipwrecked person.
-Clarice Lispector, from “An Apprenticeship, or, The Book of Delights,”
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