The Passion According to G.H.

by Clarice Lispector

Before I lived in the humanized world, but did something purely alive collapse the morality I had? Because a world fully alive has the power of a Hell.

Take what I saw: because what I was seeing with an embarrassment so painful and so frightened and so innocent, what I was seeing was life looking back at me.

My primary struggle for life. “Lost in the Fiery Hell of a Canyon a Woman Desperately Struggles for Life.”

— Bear with my telling you that God is not pretty. And that because He is neither a result nor a conclusion, and everything we find pretty is sometimes only because it is already concluded. But what is ugly today shall be seen centuries from now as beauty, because it shall have completed one of its movements.