“we will spend this long afternoon crying and laughing at the same time, so that i can no longer tell which one is the truest form of grief.”
“Why spend the afternoon making a meal that will be gone in an hour," she'd ask us, "when in the same amount of time, I can do a painting that will last forever?”
“I'll say things that are serious and put them in a joke form so people can enjoy them. We laugh to keep from crying.”
“But I'm not dead!" Tereza cried. "I can still feel!""So can we," the corpses laughed.”
“You can laugh or you can cry. It is up to you which one you do.”
“We are so close, I can no longer tell where he ends and I begin.”