Today I chatted with Lori, a character from Matisse's painting "Luxe, Calme et Volupté", about inevitability of boredom.
She turned the canvas around and in a melancholic voice started reading:
"C'est l'Ennui! L'oeil chargé d'un pleur involontaire,
II rêve d'échafauds en fumant son houka.
Tu le connais, lecteur, ce monstre délicat,
— Hypocrite lecteur, — mon semblable, — mon frère!"
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Boredom ! He smokes his hookah, while he dreams
Of gibbets, weeping tears he cannot smother.
You know this dainty monster, too, it seems –
Hypocrite reader ! – You ! – My twin ! – My brother !
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