A review by mermaidforlife
The Passion According to G. H. by Clarice Lispector

challenging emotional reflective slow-paced

5.0

Clarice, you word it in no other way it can be: “Ah, I’m being so direct that I manage to seem symbolic” (142). You are explicit to the extremes, and I managed only to grasp one thing in my first impression: the absence, the void is violent and atomizes. Your mute introspection from meeting and tasting the cockroach is a weapon. You mentioned a fear of freedom and truth, claimed you couldn’t bear it, but it is I who could not. You exited the tunnel alone, not I. I remain in it. I held your hand and nearly collapsed, now I must swallow. This will take time.