Writer's Diary
11/30/24
One must protect oneself against joining the milling, feckless crowd of the Virtuous.
Love breaks down the sovereignty of the individual.1
I see my life as a series of discontinuities that I give continuity (through internal and external fictions).
I have the feeling that I have built a grand house that no one would like to live in with me (because it is too drafty and forbidding)—my soul I mean.
The wonderful opening of La Traviata: a young woman is thrown into the life of voluptuous courtesan after her parents die—a life of pleasure and dissipation.
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