Words from Clarice Lispector in The Hour of the Star

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Words from Clarice Lispector in The Hour of the Star
The world is violent and mercurial — it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love — love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love.
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