“Her sadness was exhausting, heavy, without hatred. She carried that exhaustion with her as she walked along that endless beach.”— Clarice Lispector, tr. by Giovanni Pontiero, from “Near To The Wild Heart,”
when clarice lispector said “one day you’ll have whatever it is you’re now so confusedly seeking. that kind of calm that comes from knowing oneself and others. but you can’t rush the arrival of that state of mind. there are things you only learn when no one teaches them. and that’s how it is with life. there’s even more beauty in discovering it for yourself, in spite of the suffering. sensitive people are both unhappier and happier than others. but give it some time”