11.10.24

 "The first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread.

When evil-doing comes like falling rain, nobody calls out "stop!"

When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer."

24.8.24

"I'll admit I'm full of shit

(...)
I can't explain why it's a sin the state I'm living in
I just feel so tired
I go outside
I go outside
(...)

Please don't even call
I can't hear you at all."

30.7.24

 "He said 'Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.'"

21.7.24

"I gotta be above it

And I know that I gotta be above it now
And I know that I can't let them bring me down
And I gotta bide my time as a face in the crowd

(...)

This time I'm just gonna take it
Or I'm never gonna shake it
I'll just close my eyes and make it so that
All those little things don't affect me, now

Know that I gotta be above it now
And I can't let them all just bring me down"

2.7.24

 "se alguém numa curva me convidar

eu vou lá
que andar é reconhecer
olhar

eu preciso andar
um caminho só
vou buscar alguém
que eu nem sei quem sou"


12.6.24

 “Every day we reconstruct ourselves out of the salvage of our yesterdays.”

"To exist is to survive unfair choices.”

"I've always rejected being understood. To be understood is to prostitute oneself. I prefer to be taken seriously for what I'm not, remaining humanly unknown, with naturalness and all due respect."

"I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party and I attended with my real face."

29.3.24

"Lá no fundo está a morte, mas não tenha medo. Segure o relógio com uma mão, pegue com dois dedos o pino da corda, puxe-o suavemente. Agora se abre outro prazo, as árvores soltam suas folhas, os barcos correm regata, o tempo como um leque vai se enchendo de si mesmo e dele brotam o ar as brisas da terra, a sombra de uma mulher, o perfume do pão. Que mais quer, que mais quer? Amarre-o depressa a seu pulso, deixe-o bater em liberdade, imite-o anelante. O medo enferruja as âncoras, cada coisa que pôde ser alcançada e foi esquecida começa a corroer as veias do relógio, gangrenando o frio sangue de seus pequenos rubis. E lá no fundo está a morte se não corremos, e chegamos antes e compreendemos que já não tem importância."

21.3.24

 “Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.”

 "You are an aperture through which the universe is looking at and exploring itself”

 “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me, too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.”

16.3.24

"People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”

10.3.24

"Mas de vez em quando vinha a inquietação insuportável: queria entender o bastante para pelo menos ter mais consciência daquilo que ela não entendia. Embora no fundo não quisesse compreender. Sabia que aquilo era impossível e todas as vezes que pensara que se compreendera era por ter compreendido errado. Compreender era sempre um erro - preferia a largueza tão ampla e livre e sem erros que era não-entender. Era ruim, mas pelo menos se sabia que se estava em plena condição humana."

31.7.23

 “Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away.”

10.5.23

  "I think, if the world concerned itself more with art it would also be more peaceful."

"Eu não sou louca! Estou emocionalmente desequilibrada. Viver é perigoso."

22.3.23

 "O educador se eterniza em cada ser que educa."

19.3.23

 "Coração

PRA CIMA

escrito embaixo

FRÁGIL"