These fragments I have shored against my ruins. -T.S. Eliot

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.  -T.S. Eliot
Showing posts with label Clarice Lispector. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clarice Lispector. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

The past and the future pressing so hard on either side


My life, the most truthful one, is unrecognizable, extremely interior, and there is no single word that gives it meaning.

-Clarice Lispector
 
Image: Kerry Murray, Penhas Douradas, Serra da Estrela
Title: Evelyn Waugh

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

My house was a house of winds


















 
“The world's continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.”
―Clarice Lispector, Passion according to G.H. 

[Title thanks to Dana Levin's poem,"The Weatherman"]