Clarice Lispector talks about surrendering to life in such beautiful. Calls it ‘holding the haunted hand of God and entering a formlessness that is paradise’.
Never thought about it that way, we’re so afraid of uncertainty that we force ourselves to shy away from life in all of its pain and beauty.
Having teeth and eyes makes me feel insecure because that’s a fish trait. What distinguishes me from a fish is having hair, feet, and hands. What makes me a human is going to a party.