Clarice Lispector Quotes

People are strange. We're all morticians. Hey, what's on TV?

It even feels absurd to be writing or singing a song at all - in the context of actual death, being alive feels absurd.

I've been running from, and toward, death all my life, more aware of it than a person should be.

Because death and illness are the most horrible things in life, of course that's where the most absurdly funny things are going to happen.

There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

Life and death are important. Don't suffer them in vain.

It's an ordinary day for Brian. Like, he died every day, you know.

In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space, eternity, life and death.

When I'm lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.

'Hamlet' is one of the most dangerous things ever set down on paper. All the big, unknowable questions like what it is to be a human being; the difference between sanity and insanity; the meaning of life and death; what's real and not real. All these subjects can literally drive you mad.

Life and death have been lacking in my life.

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

Man, as long as he lives, is immortal. One minute before his death he shall be immortal. But one minute later, God wins.

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

And to kill time while awaiting death, I smoke slender cigarettes thumbing my nose to the gods.

Some people live. Some people die.

This is the spot where I will lie When life has had enough of me, These are the grasses that will blow Above me like a living sea. These gay old lilies will not shrink To draw their life from death of mine, And I will give my body's fire To make blue flowers on this vine. "O Soul," I said, "have you no tears? Was not the body dear to you?" I heard my soul say carelessly, "The myrtle flowers will grow more blue.

I tried to think about these two issues very freely. With sex, I think I can manage with that. With death, this is a more difficult theme for me. I'm not a believer, even though I'm baptized. I don't practice. I don't believe in God, so I feel very alone facing death. What I discovered is that the only way to recognize death is if you are part of life, if you are part of sexual pleasure, if you link it with sexual pleasure.

A live body and a dead body contain the same number of particles. Structurally, there's no discernible difference. Life and death are unquantifiable abstracts. Why should I be concerned?

Let's learn to live, for we must die alone.

I still don't even know if the sheriff will let me see him. And suppose he did; what then? What do I say to him? Do I know what a man is? Do I know how a man is supposed to die? I'm still trying to find out how a man should live. Am I supposed to tell someone how to die who has never lived?

I think if I were dying and I heard of an act of injustice, it would start me up to a moment's life again.

life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis

O death where is thy sting? The man is never on time.