To the wife of a poet (or artist)

Paris 2022-01-19 08:02:20

You appreciate their poems (or works), to understand their love and life, what a deceptive fleeting weapon this verse has become. But it captured you powerfully. You were captured willingly and humiliated willingly. Bleeding or dying by fate is destined.
If a poet (or an artist) has no romance, there is no poetry (or inspiration, or passion, or work, or motivation for life) and no poet. Therefore, poets must write poems romantically and love women romantically. Xinhuan is the foundation of new poems. The poet has to constantly pursue fresh excitement, from bed to bed, naturally stepping on the old love. And you, if you are determined to really marry a poet (or artist). You have to be able to endure the suffering that the poet's essence may bring to you as if you endure joy, the long and turbulent life, and the result is betrayal. The love of a poet (or artist) is not eternal, and a woman is like the four seasons in constant reincarnation.
Socrates' philosophical definition is "preparation for death". Philosophy is also black. When you are in love, it can be said that you would rather die for love; but what about the indifference? When feelings are alienated, will you willingly die for someone you no longer love? Sylvia is in love.


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Sylvia quotes

  • Al Alvarez: Have you got a title for your novel yet?

    Sylvia: The Bell Jar.

    Al Alvarez: When is it coming out?

    Sylvia: The new year.

    Al Alvarez: Are you going to let me read it?

    Sylvia: It's a pot boiler.

  • Sylvia: Could you get me an ashtray?

    Al Alvarez: Sure. I didn't know you smoked.

    Sylvia: I don't. But, I'm starting. I'm thinking of trying some new things.