Month: July 2008

  • Sometimes . .

    I have so much to say . . .

    that I only have silence to give.

  • "July 6, in the morning
          My angel, my all, my very self - Only a few words today and at
    that with pencil (with yours) - Not till tomorrow will my lodgings be
    definitely determined upon - what a useless waste of time - Why this
    deep sorrow when necessity speaks - can our love endure except through
    sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another; can you
    change the fact that you are not wholly mine, I not wholly thine - Oh
    God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with
    that which must be - Love demands everything and that very justly -
    thus it is to me with you, and to your with me. But you forget so
    easily that I must live for me and for you; if we were wholly united
    you would feel the pain of it as little as I - My journey was a fearful
    one; I did not reach here until 4 o'clock yesterday morning. Lacking
    horses the post-coach chose another route, but what an awful one; at
    the stage before the last I was warned not to travel at night; I was
    made fearful of a forest, but that only made me the more eager - and I
    was wrong. The coach must needs break down on the wretched road, a
    bottomless mud road. Without such postilions as I had with me I should
    have remained stuck in the road. Esterhazy, traveling the usual road
    here, had the same fate with eight horses that I had with four - Yet I
    got some pleasure out of it, as I always do when I successfully
    overcome difficulties - Now a quick change to things internal from
    things external. We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I
    cannot share with you the thoughts I have had during these last few
    days touching my own life - If our hearts were always close together, I
    would have none of these. My heart is full of so many things to say to
    you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing
    at all - Cheer up - remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am
    yours. The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be -
    Your faithful LUDWIG"

  • Coolest.    .gif.    Ever.

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    How freaking creepy is she?  (he?  It??) . . . I'm transfixed.  I just keep watching this over and over and over and over . . .