Violet Trefusis cytaty

Violet Trefusis z domu Keppel , brytyjska arystokratka i pisarka, najstarsza córka George’a Keppela i Alice Edmonstone, córki Williama EdmonStone’a, 4. baroneta, kochanki króla Edwarda VII. George Keppel nie był najprawdopodobniej biologicznym ojcem Violet. Był nim prawdopodobnie jeden z licznych kochanków jej matki, z których najpoważniejszym kandydatem na ojca Violet jest bankier William Becket.

Dzieciństwo spędziła w Londynie, w domu przy Portman Square. W 1900 r. urodziła się młodsza siostra Violet, Sonia, która tym razem była dzieckiem George’a Keppela. Mając 10 lat Violet poznała o dwa lata starszą Vitę Sackville-West. Przez kilka lat chodziły razem do jednej szkoły. W 1908 r. Violet wyznała Vicie miłość i ofiarowała jej pierścionek. Po śmierci króla Edwarda w 1910 r. Violet z matką opuściły Anglię na dwa lata. Po powrocie okazało się, że Vita zaręczyła się z Haroldem Nicolsonem i, mimo sprzeciwów Violet, poślubiła go w październiku 1913 r.

Violet i Vita spotkały się ponownie w 1918 r. i spędziły razem lato w Kornwalii. W latach 1919, 1920 i 1921 wspólnie spędzały letnie miesiące we Francji. Takie zachowanie groziło skandalem, jako że obie panie były zamężne . Ostateczne zerwanie między kochankami nastąpiło w 1921 r. Ich miłość stała się inspiracją dla Virginii Woolf do napisania powieści Orlando.

Violet pozostała na kontynencie i do końca życia mieszkała we Francji i we Włoszech. W 1923 r. została kochanką Winnaretty Singer. Przez jej męża, księcia Edmonda de Polignac została wprowadzona do kręgów kulturalnych Paryża. Podczas II wojny światowej wróciła do Wielkiej Brytanii i działała na rzecz komitetu Wolnej Francji. Po wojnie została za to odznaczona Legią Honorową. Otrzymała również inne odznaczenia, takie jak włoski i francuski Order Zasługi. Wikipedia  

✵ 6. Czerwiec 1894 – 29. Luty 1972
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Violet Trefusis: Cytaty po angielsku

“The following evening John left with Lady Shorne for the south of France, without so much as a word to me.”

Author: Violet Trefusis, Translator: Barbara Bray, Broderie Anglaise, published in (1992)
Kontekst: The following evening John left with Lady Shorne for the south of France, without so much as a word to me. Alexa felt as if she were hearing that fateful cliche for the first time. "Without so much as a word." No matter how much she tried to see it from every point of view, its meaning was always clear. John was a coward. Anne was his victim. The roles were the opposite of what she had supposed. It was Anne who had been heroic, not John. John was a coward, a mere puppet into whom both Anne and Alexa had managed to breathe a semblance of life. He was as much the creation of one as of the other.

“Alexa felt as if she were hearing that fateful cliche for the first time. "Without so much as a word." No matter how much she tried to see it from every point of view, its meaning was always clear. John was a coward. Anne was his victim. The roles were the opposite of what she had supposed. It was Anne who had been heroic, not John. John was a coward, a mere puppet into whom both Anne and Alexa had managed to breathe a semblance of life. He was as much the creation of one as of the other.”

Author: Violet Trefusis, Translator: Barbara Bray, Broderie Anglaise, published in (1992)
Kontekst: The following evening John left with Lady Shorne for the south of France, without so much as a word to me. Alexa felt as if she were hearing that fateful cliche for the first time. "Without so much as a word." No matter how much she tried to see it from every point of view, its meaning was always clear. John was a coward. Anne was his victim. The roles were the opposite of what she had supposed. It was Anne who had been heroic, not John. John was a coward, a mere puppet into whom both Anne and Alexa had managed to breathe a semblance of life. He was as much the creation of one as of the other.

“You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and governments have tottered and succumbed before now to that mighty combination.”

Author: Mitchell A. Leaska, Violet to Vita: The Letters of Violet Trefusis to Vita Sackville-West, 1910-1921, published in (1990), pg.27, Last words of letter March 1919
Quotes to Sackville-West

“In each human being there is an emergency exit: that is, the cult of self under a multitude of manifestations, which means that when an obsession becomes too violent, you can escape, vanish with a snicker.”

Author: Philippe Jullian, The other woman: A life of Violet Trefusis, including previously unpublished correspondence with Vita Sackville-West, published in (1976), pg.74

“Across my life only one word will be written: "waste" - waste of love, waste of talent, waste of enterprise.”

Author: Mitchell A. Leaska, Violet to Vita: The Letters of Violet Trefusis to Vita Sackville-West, 1910-1921, published in (1990), pg.242