I didn't agree to this rela-
tionship, to be bathed un-
der duress and have my toe-
nails trifled with. Our deal
was, lots of birds to chase,
fresh water, and a mattress
to call my own, as in, yours.
And she was, I think, the more
convinced of her destiny by the
very strangeness of the form it
assumed. She knew that love is
capricious, an irresponsible,
sovereign power, liking nothing
better than to play tricks on
the reason and assert its domin-
ion over judgment and understand-
ing. She had imagined quite other-
wise the man of her choice; she
had thought of him as created more
from her own likeness, more light-
hearted and high-spirited ..
Thomas Mann
Lotte in Weimar
The Beloved Returns
1939
H.T. Lowe-Porter
translation
University of California Press, 1990©
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