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Marginalia, no.148

In ignorance she could humor her fancy, and that proved a useful freedom.

~ Henry James, The Ambassadors

Knowledge handcuffs perception. I finally feel like I understand Henry James… For the longest time, listening to Jane Birkin’s vocals on Serge Gainsbourg’s ‘Je t’aime… moi non plus,’ I’d taken her for some nymphomaniac Gallic vixen. After learning she’s English, the accent is only too obvious. Another fantasy demolished.

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