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This book is gorgeous and far too short.
As I read it, I am hyper-aware of the fact that it is but a moment in time.

Few pages in and doors and windows and walls have been opened

exhausting in a good way

Owwwww

Anotações de meio de caminho
- comecei entendendo nadicas de nada
- provavelmente é uma limitação intelectual e cognitiva minha msm
- comecei a entender que reflete o fluxo de pensamento mais que livre da autora, já que ela mesma diz “Não sei sobre o que estou escrevendo:sou obscura para mim mesma”
- algo me prendeu e me fez querer terminar, vamo ve

My unbalanced words are the wealth of my silence. I write in acrobatics and pirouettes in the air—I write because I so deeply want to speak. Though writing only gives me the full measure of silence.

I know that my phrases are crude, I write them with too much love, and that love makes up for their faults, but too much love is bad for the work.

The present slips away and the instant too, I am this very second forever in the now. Only the act of love—the limpid star-like abstraction of feeling—captures the unknown moment…