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must it be? it must be.
i must keep reminding myself of this...
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Created on 2010-11-03 03:29:59 (#670551), last updated 2018-10-10 (340 weeks ago)
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Name: | Faye |
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Birthdate: | Dec 3, 1989 |
Location: | New York, United States |
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What you are, you are my accident of birth; what I am, I am by myself. There are and will be a thousand princes; there is only one Beethoven.
To return to my lecturing days: I automatically gave low marks when a student used the dreadful phrase "sincere and simple" — "Flaubert writes with a style which is always simple and sincere" — under the impression that this was the greatest compliment payable to prose or poetry. When I struck the phrase out, which I did with such rage that it ripped the paper, the student complained that this was what teachers had always taught him: "Art is simple, art is sincere." Someday I must trace this vulgar absurdity to its source. A schoolmarm in Ohio? A progressive ass in New York? Because, of course, art at its greatest is fantastically deceitful and complex.
Vladimir Nabokov


