Notes
Does such a thing as ‘the fatal flaw,’ that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn’t. Now I think it does.
And I think that mine is this: a m o r b i d l o n g i n g for the picturesque at all costs.
1 comment on A Morbid Longing
gingertaire February 20, 2015
Very nice, love having it play in the background when writing my thesis on art history.
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