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“The love of artists or mystics is often "artificial." Because they find beauty in thought alone, intimacy in invention, or ecstasy in silence. They love whom they choose, not whom the outer world permits. Because they do not carry the outer world within their inner world; rather, it is their inner world that holds power over the external one. Therefore, they do not love the person presented by the outer world but the one portrayed by their inner world. And that is not the person’s "real" self. Therefore, they do not love the person presented by the outer world but the one presented by their own inner world. And that is not the person’s "real" self, but an "imagined" version of them.”

“The love of artists or mystics is often "artificial." Because they find beauty in thought alone, intimacy in invention, or ecstasy in silence. They love whom they choose, not whom the outer world permits. For they do not carry the outer world within their inner world; rather, it is their inner world that holds power over the external one. Therefore, they do not love the person presented by the outer world but the one portrayed by their inner world. And that is not the person’s "real" self, but an "imagined" version of them.”

“When he stepped out onto the altana, he was immediately intoxicated by the view. He thought for a moment that he could reach out, pick up the cupolas of la Salute, and slip them quietly into his pocket.He toyed with the idea of putting the bell tower in beside them, but he feared it would be too long and stick out, so he turned around and decided he'd settle on taking San Francesco della Vigna's instead.”

“In weariness, existence is like the reminder of a commitment to exist, with all the seriousness and harshness of an irrevocable contract. One has to do something, one has to aspire after and undertake [...] In weariness we want to escape existence itself, and not only one of its landscapes in a longing for more beautiful skies. An evasion without an itinerary and without an end, it is not trying to come ashore somewhere.”