... or how to keep the right distance to get into the pleasure of a true love approach.
The meanders where links are forged and can shed a canvas are extended to infinity to the many possibilities, which follows closely the fragility and strength that touches the beauty of ugliness.
In this excerpt, looking out over the other is simply splendid.
"She has not seen it yet, I find myself at the other end of the counter, far, away. A mirror hangs on the wall opposite it there think so, but think about the mirror. How faithfully he has failed to take his picture, he is like a humble slave who proves his commitment by faithfulness, a slave for which it is of importance but has no significance for her, who dares to understand it, but not take it. This unfortunate mirror knows seize its image, but not seize this unfortunate mirror that can not keep his image in his secret hiding places in the stealing to order the world, but knows that to reveal Others, like me now! What torture for a man if he was well done. Yet is there not many people who are like that, who do nothing but a time when they show it to others, which capture only the appearance of things and not the substance, losing everything when it wants to show, just as it would lose its mirror image if a single breath she wanted him to open his heart. If a man was unable to keep his memory an image of beauty, not even at the moment of his presence, he should always want to be away, and never too close to see the beauty of it in his greenhouse arm, and he no longer sees, but he could review away, and who, when he can not see the object because, he is close to him, when lips join to kiss, will still be visible to the eyes of his soul ... Ah! How beautiful! Poor mirror, what torture you, but lucky for you too do not know jealousy. "
Diary of Kierkegaard's seducer
Matilda Primavera.
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