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“- After many years I’ve understood that self-acceptance is very important. What survived ..may not be kind, but it’s me. - Who made you think you are not kind? She lightened her cigarette and said: - I am still working on self-love. That is a different thing. She smiled and looked at the beautiful lights in the distance. Even if I am accepting my flaws and failures now, I still have moments when i think too little of myself.”

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“Sometimes she felt a nameless anxiety, sometimes an excessive and sudden calm. She often felt like crying, which generally was no more than an urge, as though the crisis spent itself in the desire. Some days, filled with boredom, peevish and sad. Other days, languid like a cat, becoming intoxicated by the slightest occurrences. A leaf falling, a child’s cry, and she’d think: another moment and I won’t be able to bear such happiness. And she really couldn’t bear it, though she didn’t exactly know what that happiness consisted of. She would collapse into muffled sobs, unburdened, with the foggy impression that she was surrendering, who knows how or to whom.”

— Clarice Lispector, ed. by Benjamin Moser and tr. by Katrina Dodson, The Complete Stories