“Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become a woman was painful. I wept because I was no longer a child with a child’s blind faith. I wept because my eyes were opened to reality—to Henry’s selfishness, June’s love of power, my insatiable creativity which must concern itself with others and cannot be sufficient to itself. I wept because I could not believe anymore and I love to believe. I can still love passionately without believing. That means I love humanly. I wept because from now on I will weep less. I wept because I have lost my pain and I am not yet accustomed to its absence.
anais nin, in her diary.
chorei porque, nos, agradeço... e isso é uma benção (é das melhores, mais profundas e bonitas lições que a vida me trouxe). chorei porque, a partir de agora, só quero lágrimas que (es)corram de baixo para cima.