Chris J. Rice

You have to have courage to stir up a brainstorm: you never know what may come to frighten us. The sacred monster died: in its place a solitary girl was born. I understand, of course, that I will have to stop, not for lack of words, but because such things, and above all things I’ve only thought and not written down, usually don’t make it into print.

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Clarice Lispector—Soulstorm