Prazeres - O Livro Dos

"It wasn't happiness, but the taste of being alive." – Clarice Lispector, O Livro dos Prazeres

Meaning: pleasure is not what the world tells you to desire. It is the courage to say yes to your own chaos. Your own shape. Your own trembling, imperfect flesh.

So today, forget the grand gestures. Find pleasure in the crack of the wall. In the leftover coffee. In the way your hand touches your own face without permission.