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Artigos etiquetados “amor

Thirteen Years After

Publicado em 24/06/2022

June Carter

Country singers June Carter and Johnny Cash first crossed each other’s paths at a gig in 1956, and, despite Cash already being married, the connection was instant. Cash proposed to Carter on more than one occasion, to no avail, but on 1 March 1968, thirteen years after first meeting and just a week after he proposed to her on stage during a concert, they finally married, remaining together until her death thirty-five years later. In 1994, on the occasion of June’s sixty-fifth birthday, Johnny wrote her a letter.

June 23 1994
Odense, Denmark.

Happy Birthday Princess,

We get old and get use to each other. We think alike. We read each others minds. We know what the other wants without asking. Sometimes we irritate each other a little bit. Maybe sometimes take each other for granted.

But once in awhile, like today, I meditate on it and realize how lucky I am to share my life with the greatest woman I ever met. You still fascinate and inspire me. You influence me for the better. You’re the object of my desire, the #1 Earthly reason for my existence. I love you very much.

Happy Birthday Princess.

John

— Johnny Cash, carta para June Carter em 23 de Junho de 1994 (via Letter of Note).

Simple or impossible

Publicado em 09/04/2022

I wanted her to love me more than ever, not just for me but so she could feel normal. I really never said much about love, thought. (…) I let it be tacit. One thing we agreed on was that love was something there was no point in asking for. It was either simple or impossible. If you had to ask for it, it just meant it was impossible.

—Larry McMurtry, All My Friends Are Going to Be Strangers, Liveright, 2018 (1972)

Talvez

Publicado em 25/03/2022

Quando amamos alguém, ou melhor, quando nos apaixonamos por alguém pelo que é que nos apaixonamos realmente?
Será pela ideia que criámos da pessoa amada ou pela pessoa tal como ela é?
Talvez só saibamos viver com as nossas ideias. Talvez passemos o tempo a amar unicamente as nossas próprias ideias.

—Lars Gustafsson, A Morte de Um Apicultor, Marcador, 2022 (1978)