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Nariz de cera

anotações e apontamentos que dizem tudo - de, por e para mim - por si mesmos.

Nariz de cera

anotações e apontamentos que dizem tudo - de, por e para mim - por si mesmos.

quaquaraquaquá

21.06.21

he kept thinking of his wife, Betsy, and he wanted to howl. He understood only this: that he deserved all of it. He deserved the fact that right now he wore a pad in his underwear because of prostate surgery, he deserved it; he deserved his daughter not wanting to speak to him because for years he had not wanted to speak to her - she was gay; she was a gay woman, and this still made a small wave of uneasiness move through him. Betsy, though, did not deserve to be dead. He deserved to be dead, but Betsy did not deserve that status [...] 

When his wife was dying, she was the one who was furious. She said, "I hate you." And he said, " I don't blame you." She said, "Oh, stop it." But he had meant it - how could he blame her? He could not blame her. And the last thing she said to him was: "I hate you because I'm going to die and you're going to live."

As he glanced up a seagull, he thought, But I'm not living, Betsy. What a terrible joke it has been. 

 

Elizabeth Strout – Olive, Again (2019)
Penguin Random House UK (2019)

 

 

soar

07.06.21

Entretanto, ninguém parecia entender o que o António queria e eu pedi: deixem-me ficar sozinho com ele, vão tomar um café. Ele queria fazer uma versão do «Povo Que Lavas no Rio», o que era muito corajoso. Pegar numa coisa da Amália, já é corajoso, mas logo aquela! Eu pergunto-lhe, António, queres que isto soe como? E ele diz aquela frase emblemática:

«Entre Nova Iorque e a Sé de Braga.»

 

Manuela Gonzaga – António Variações, Entre Braga e Nova Iorque (2018)
Manuela Gonzaga e Bertrand Editora (2018)