Does such a thing as ‘the fatal flaw,’ that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn’t. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all cost
The Secret History Donna Tartt (via glitterdeers)
‘a morbid longing for the picturesque at all cost’ - oh wow. yes.
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