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“It was in this dream-glimmer state that she dreamt seeing that the fruit of the world was hers. Or if it wasn’t, that she’d just touched it. It was an enormous, scarlet, and heavy fruit that was hanging in dark space, shining with an almost golden light. And that right in the air itself she was placing her mouth on the fruit and managing to bite

“…with hands that were both quivering and firm, take that tired head which was her fruit and his.” Lispector, An Apprenticeship, p131

“I am my perfume.” Lispector, An Apprenticeship, p128

“And, oh God, as if it were the forbidden apple of paradise, but this time she knew good, and not just evil as before unlike Eve, when she bit the apple she entered paradise.” Lispector, An Apprenticeship, p118

“She took a bite and put the apple back down on the table. Because some unknown thing was gently happening. It was the start of a state grace.” Lispector, An Apprenticeship, p118

“The body was transforming itself into a gift. And she felt it was a gift because she was experiencing, from a direct source, the unquestionable blessing of existing materially.” Lispector, An Apprenticeship, p119