A letter about self, kindness, nobility, mercy and calm.
"From the Depths" is a long letter written by Wilde, who was physically and mentally exhausted in prison, to his lover Posey, and it was also the last book he left to the world. A confessional letter was written into a book, written in the darkest and most difficult years of Wilde's life. A long letter written by a man to a man, full of entanglement and unwillingness, deep resentment and obsession: it is a torture that cannot be loved, hate cannot be abandoned, and it is a comfort and redemption for oneself.
This long letter was sprinkled with tens of thousands of words, and the words were bloody, and the voices and tears were like tears. Among them, there are denunciations, rebukes and anger against Posey, but also analysis of themselves, self-blame and remorse.
Interspersed with the analysis of various issues such as literature and art, Jesus religion, love and giving, pain, etc., the translation is decent, concise and clear, there is a rhythmic beauty, and the aftertaste is endless.
If love is too humble, the beauty of love will gradually fade with time. Unequal love is one of the root causes of love's pain.
The first half of the book is Wilde's accusation of Posey, saying that he is cold, vain, arrogant, profligate, unimaginative, and unworthy of his love. However, he still said, "I have no choice but to love you." ”
In the second half of the book, Wilde turns the indictment into a reflection on philosophy, art, and life. He would say, "I'm going to be incredibly happy when I'm alone." How can someone with freedom, books, flowers, and the moon not be happy? What a rational and profound insight. At the end of the letter, however, he wrote: "I allow us to have a meeting, which would be on an island full of flowers." ”
From strange to familiar, Wilde's love, the loyalty of love, it does not matter if it is defeated, as long as the loved one knows, as long as the loved one can give a little back, Wilde's love, the humility of love. But she was glowing.
Love really makes people humbled to dust.
Wilde was witty and sharp-minded, he was arrogant and bold; he took into account the world and art, exuded wealth and romance, and sat on his looks and talents. He changed his identity roles as freely as he wore a costume, he was a poet, a writer, a fairy taler, a playwright, a fashionista, a playboy.
"I was a symbol of the art and culture of the times; the gods have given me almost everything: talent, fame, status; extraordinary talent and extraordinary intellect. I make art a philosophy, philosophy an art. I have transformed the minds of all men and the colors of all things."
''Winner in life'' Wilde's most of his life, what to do, what to get. There is only one thing, one person, who has been obsessed all his life, but has never really had it.
Posey was his fatal temptation, the poppy he could not quit, and finally took Wilde's life. And Wilde also believed: ''Perhaps in the darkness, I was chosen by God to teach you a more brilliant secret: the meaning of suffering and the beauty contained in pain.'"
There are people in the world who are destined to be bound together, entangled, clutching and scattered. It's not fate, it's destiny.
''I have given my whole soul to someone who seems to think of it only as a flower, in the button hole of his coat, just a trinket to adorn his vanity, a kind of summer embellishment'''
Love is always a one-man affair. One person is emotional, one person is calm. One person pays, one person is willful.
Like the rose of the nightingale weeping blood, love, only dedicated to those who are willing to accept it, will be a rose that will never wither.
What is love?
Love is a never-ending puzzle just because nothing else can explain its meaning. Even if it is spoken out, love is still a secret, because only lovers really understand the meaning of being loved. Facing the sun during the day, facing the stars at night, you are all free. When there is no sun, moon and stars, you are still free. But you are a slave to the one you love, because you love him and you are a slave to the person who loves you, because he loves you.
Everyone's love is everyone's shura field. Some people are imprisoned because of love and smile like flowers. Some people, because of love, regard the bottomless abyss as a long way ahead. Whether it is Lai Yaohui who finally chooses to live alone with He Baorong, or Wilde's release from prison and then start over with Posey, this is the path they have chosen.
Love to madness, love to destruction, whose self-depth is not an indescribable book? Love is theirs, love is theirs, memories are theirs. All the pain and despair, the happiness and the sweetness, are exclusive to them. And we were just lucky enough to pass through their lives.
Every relationship has its own belonging, whether good or bad, we can't sway. Whether the protagonist chooses to withdraw in time or chooses to continue to fall, all we can do is be a quiet bystander, silently watching, and not commenting.
No matter how deep the love affair, Wilde always has a tender affection for Douglas.
The words are full of resentment, sadness and helplessness, vanity and desire, stupidity, narcissism and humility. Wilde is talented, and his extraordinary talent has poured out countless sentient beings, and it is always regrettable to be destroyed in this relationship.
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Mu Xin once said: I can't do without you, but you have less than me. Unequal love is ultimately difficult to reconcile. The love that goes deep into the bone marrow cannot be cut off and does not want to be cut off, and the soul has long lost itself and left you alone.
Deep down, "loving yourself is the beginning of a lifetime of romance" became an untouchable dream.
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