"At first she dreamed of sheep, of going to school, of cats drinking milk. Little by little she dreamed of blue sheep, of going to school in the middle of the woods, of cats drinking milk from golden saucers. And her dreams became increasingly dense and acquired colours that were difficult to dilute into words."

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Source: Near to the Wild Heart by Clarice Lispector, (p. 43), 1943.

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Clarice Lispector

Novelist, Short Story Writer

Clarice Lispector was a Brazilian writer known for her introspective novels and short stories that explore themes of identity, love, and existence.

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