406 Quotes by Clarice Lispector

Since God doesn’t have a name, I’ll give him the name of Simptar. It doesn’t come from any language. I give myself the name Amptala. As far as I know no such name exists. Perhaps in a language earlier than Sanskrit, an it-language.

Yes – oh dear yes – the novel tells a story.

Life, my love, is a great seduction in which all that exists seduces. That room that was deserted and for that reason primally alive. I had reached the nothing, and the nothing was living and moist.

What I’m writing to you is not for reading – it’s for being.

I’m not a synonym – I’m a proper noun.

I was born a few instants ago and I am dimmed.

Everything struck her at times as too precious, impossible to touch. And, at times, what people used as air to breathe, was weight and death for her.

I want the shining gravel in a dark brook. I want the sparkle of the stone beneath the rays of sun, I want death that frees me. I could manage to have pleasure if I abstained from thinking. Then I’d feel the ebb and flow of air in my lungs.

Actually even the worst childhood is always enchanted, how awful.