05 September 2010

Reading all month

She loved the sea only for the sake of tempests, 
the meadow only as a background for some ruined pile. 
From everything she had to extract some kind of personal profit; 
and she discarded as useless anything that did not lend itself 
to her heart's immediate satisfaction — 
endowed with a temperament more sentimental than artistic, 
preferring emotions rather than landscapes.


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