#literature quotes

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Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)

Leaves of Grass,Walt Whitman

— Clarice Lispector, tr. by Johnny Lorenz, Um Sopro de Vida

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“All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.


From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.”

-J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring Book Link

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