"I don't want realism, I want magic...I want to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. I don't tell truth. I tell what ought to be truth. And if that is sinful, then let me be demand for it.”.
"Physical beauty is passing. But beauty of the mind and richness of the spirit and tenderness of the heart —and I have all of those things—aren't take away, but grow! Increase with the years! How strange that I should be called a destitute woman! When I have all of these terasures locked in my heart.”
Blanche lives in the poetic elegance woven by art and literature. Facing the brutal reality that is almost swallowed up by desire, she is still unwilling to change. I've made me feel ashamed again." Even if the desire of reality destroys her in the end, she still chooses to live in a beautiful fantasy.
What if she has a beautiful mind and a rich inner heart, in this world full of primitive animal desires, she is still mentally barren, and she can never find a person who truly understands her and loves her. She closed her heart, but the exhaustion of her soul and the longing for love made her always have hope for a strange man.
“Whoever you are—I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.”
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