leonardo da vinci mona lisa

leonardo da vinci mona lisa
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leonardo da vinci the last supper
mona lisa painting
No--it was I. Your wickedness was only the natural man's desire to possess the woman. Mine was not the reciprocal wish till envy stimulated me to oust Arabella. I had thought I ought in charity to let you approach me--that it was damnably selfish to torture you as I did my other friend. But I shouldn't have given way if you hadn't broken me down by making me fear you would go back to her.... But don't let us say any more about it! Jude, will you leave me to myself now?" ¡¡¡¡ "Yes.... But Sue--my wife, as you are!" he burst out; "my old reproach to you was, after all, a true one. You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart-- your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite--not
oil painting a woman!" ¡¡¡¡ "At first I did not love you, Jude; that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some women's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man-- was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was--I couldn't bear to let you go-- possibly to Arabella again--and so I got to love you, Jude. But you see, however fondly it ended, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting mine ache for you." ¡¡¡¡ "And now you add to your cruelty by leaving me!" "Ah--yes! The further I flounder, the more harm I do!"