Marry for love, Georgiana. Marry the person your heart cries out for. And when you have that person, do not doubt them. Not for a single moment.
Franz Xaver Winterhalter. Detail from Doña Marie-Louise Ferdinande de Bourbon, infante d’Espagne, duchesse de Montpensier, 1846.
“Do you ever feel like a chess piece yourself? In a game being played against your will. [Do you?] Constantly. I see them leaning in and moving me around the board.”
♔ Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings had not darkened because of her grief, nor sickened because of her pain. She might have seen that what had bowed her head so profoundly -the thought of the world’s concern at her situation- was found on an illusion. She was not an existence, an experience, a passion, a structure of sensations, to anybody but herself.
♔ I will wait in my store, ladies, in the hope that one day soon you will come to me.
“I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it’s white, it’s snow-white.”