Vicki Wong

“Growing up is not just about moving forward, but also an endless cycle of returning to our childhood wonders and wounds.”
― Silvery Afternoon, All I hear is the symphony

“And woman was mystery in itself, she discovered. There was in all of them a quality of raw material, something that might one day define itself but which was never realized, because its real essence was "becoming". Wasn't it precisely through this that the past was united with the future and with all times?”
― Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

“Solitude devastates me; company oppresses me. The presence of another person derails my thoughts; I dream of the other’s presence with a strange absent-mindedness that no amount of my analytical scrutiny can define.”
― Fernando Pessoa

“In addition there is the fact that this girl's application in drawing seashells denotes in her a search for formal perfection which the world can and therefore must attain; I, on the contrary, have been convinced for some time that perfection is not produced except marginally and by chance; Therefore it deserves no interest at all, the true nature of things being revealed only in disintegration.”
― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter's Night a Traveler