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“That my existence as a child was a kind of debt and nothing, no matter how small, was mine. That no space was truly private; anything of mine could be forfeited at someone else's whim.”

“I didn't know her, not really, until I did. She was a stranger because something essential was shielded, released in tiny bursts until it became a flood- a flood of what I realized I did not know.' Afterward, I would mourn her as if she'd died, because something had: someone we had created together.”

“The house is not essential for domestic abuse, but hell, it helps: a private space where private dramas are enacted behind, as the cliché goes, closed doors; (…) A house is never apolitical. It is conceived, constructed, occupied, and policed by people with power, needs, and fears.”

“We can't stop living. Which means we have to live, which means we are alive, which means we are humans and we are human: some of us are unkind and some of us are confused and some of us sleep with the wrong people and some of us make bad decisions and some of us are murderers. And it sounds terrible but it is, in fact, freeing. the idea that queer does not equal good or pure or right.”

“That is to say, queers — real-life ones — do not deserve representation, protection, and rights because they are morally pure or upright as a people.1? They deserve those things because they are human beings, and that is enough.”

“(…) by expanding representation, we give space to queers to be - as characters, as real people human beings. They don't have to be metaphors for wickedness and depravity or icons of conformity and docility." They can be what they are.”

“I cannot help but love these fictional queer villains. I love them for all of their aesthetic lushness and theatrical glee, their fabulousness, their ruthlessness, their power, They're always by far the most interesting characters on the screen. After all, they live in a world that hates them. They ve adapted; they ve learned to conceal themselves. They've survived.”

“(…) and here you are learning that lesbian relationships are, somehow, different more intense and beautiful but also more painful and volatile, because women are all of these things too. Maybe you really do believe that women are different. Maybe you owe your father an apology. Dames, right?”

“Sometimes your tongue is removed, sometimes you still it of your own accord. Sometimes you live, sometimes you die. Sometimes you have a name, sometimes you are named for what-not who-you are. The story always looks a little different, depending on who is telling it.”

AMANDO ESTE LIVRO

“She kisses your top lip, then the lower one, like each one deserves its own tender attention.”

“He broke up with you because he didn't love you, which is a very good reason to break up with somebody, even though at the time you wanted to die.”

“You did not know what to do with Adam's love, the steady and undemanding affection of it.”

Who is to say that there are only two bed-rooms? Every room can be a bedroom: you only need a bed, or not even that. You only need to sleep there. The inhabitant gives the room, its purpose. Your actions are mightier than any architect's intentions.

The abused woman has certainly been around as long as human beings have been capable of psychological manipulation and interpersonal violence, but as a generally understood concept it - and she - did not exist until about fifty years ago. The conversation about domestic abuse within queer communities is even newer, and even more shadowed.

When the historian of queer experience attempts to document a queer past, there is often a gatekeeper, representing a straight present." What gets left behind? Gaps where people never see themselves or find information about themselves. Holes that make it impossible to give oneself a context.

“If you are silent about your pain, they'll kill you and say you enjoyed it.” - Zora Neale Hurston

tive que ir buscar o lápis e os marcadores de páginas depois desta quote.

- Não penso que tenha medo dos homens - disse Aomame.
- Há alguma coisa de que tenhas medo?
- Claro que há - retorquiu Aomame. - A coisa de que mais medo tenho sou eu. De não saber o que vou fazer. De não saber o que estou a fazer neste preciso momento.

será que consigo acabar hoje? 👀

MAS O QUE RAIO É O POVO PEQUENO?

“(…) E a violação não é uma coisa que envolva apenas o corpo. A violência nem sempre assume uma forma visível e nem todas as feridas sangram.”

- Não estou a dizer que o propósito único da vida de uma mulher seja gerar filhos. Cada indivíduo é livre de escolher o rumo que quer para a sua existência. Mas é absolutamente inadmissível que, pela força, alguém lhe roube o seu legítimo direito intrínseco enquanto mulher antes de ela ter a oportunidade de o exercer.

MAS QUEM É O POVO PEQUENO?

só este homem para me fazer ler mais de 300 em tão pouco tempo.

como é que este livro consegue ser tão periodt slay e problemático ao mesmo tempo 😔

eu só queria não ter nada para fazer para poder devorar este livro 😔

eu estou a amar esta história… raios partam este murakami …