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| User: | billetsdoux (1275723) |
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| Name: | love letters | ||||||||||
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| Bio: | Letter to Bosie January 1893 My Own Boy, Your sonnet is quite lovely, and it is a marvel that those rose-leaf lips of yours should have been made no less for music of song than for madness of kisses. Your slim gilt soul walks between passion and poetry. I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days. Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you like. It is a lovely place--it only lacks you; but go to Salisbury first. Always, with undying love, Yours, Oscar I am passionately fond of him and he of me. There is nothing I would not do for him and if he dies before I do I shall not care to live any longer. Surely there is nothing but what is fine and beautiful in such a love as that of two people for one another, the love of the disciple and the philosopher. - Lord Alfred on Oscar Wilde, in a letter to his Mother I feel that my only hope of again doing beautiful work in art is being with you. Everyone is furious with me for going back to you, but they don't understand us. I feel that it is only with you that I can do anything at all. Do remake my ruined life for me, and then our friendship and love will have a different meaning to the world. - Oscar Wilde to Bosie | ||||||||||
| Interests: | 16: amour, amour-propre, avant-garde, beauté, demitasse, dernier cri, film noir, haute couture, haute cuisine, idée fixe, modèle, mot juste, pied-à-terre, savoir-faire, soigné, soirée | ||||||||||
| Schools: | None listed | ||||||||||
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| Friend of: | 2: karabou, le_helst_perdu | ||||||||||
| Member of: | 4: lordoftherings, metaquotes, modelista, toriamos | ||||||||||
| Account type: | Basic Account | ||||||||||
