OS

“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

“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