Sol

“Adiós. No, quien viaja por la noche solo mira por la ventana y no dice adiós.”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

“I had money...But for some reason, I couldn't go anywhere.
Apparently, finding a warm place to belong...Takes something other than money.
Several years later, I realized that this "something" other than money...Was also required to enjoy food, to keep yourself neat and tidy, and to mutually respect people.
But at the time, I dind't know that.”
― Kabi Nagata, My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness

“¿Qué hay después de la felicidad?”
― CLARICE LISPECTOR, Near to the Wild Heart

“¿Dónde se guarda la música cuando no suena?, se preguntaba. Y, rendida, contestaba: que hagan un arpa de mis nervios cuando muera.”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart