Wednesday, December 6, 2006

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LETTER clichés: the Marquise de Merteuil AL Vicomte de Valmont

(Billete.)



I do not like bad jokes are added to the evil dealings, and my conduct is in harmony with my taste. When I have to complain about someone not trying to put a fool, I make more than that, I come. Very happy for you to be at this point in itself, do not forget that it would not be the first time you applauded too soon, but for the hope of a victory that can escape at the very moment it seems more safe.

Paris, December 6, 1917 ...

Monday, December 4, 2006

My Dog Has Ulcers On His Gums

CLII LETTER: LA Marquise de Merteuil AL Vicomte de Valmont

Viscount, watch, and repair power at how to manage my extreme weakness! How do you want I support the idea of incurring displeasure of you, showing their outrage, and above all not to succumb to the fear of retaliation prevents you? In addition, as you know, if it can ask me any evil, it would be impossible to return it. The existence of you would not be influenced by my less quiet and less bright. Specifically, what have I to fear? Being forced to leave if given time for it. But no one lives abroad and here? and all costs, and because the court of France would leave you in peace, does the change of venue would not new theater to the exploits and triumphs of you? After trying to restore cold blood by these moral considerations, return to the subject.

Do you know why I have not married? It is certainly advantageous for lack of matches, but because nobody had the right to examine my actions. Not that I'm afraid to brake my will, so it had succeeded, but I would really bothered anyone had the right to complain, because, well, I do not want to be deceived by necessity, but to my delight . And here I am writing the letter can be more marital! I only talk about mistakes on my part, and thanks for you! But how is it possible to miss whom nothing is owed? I fail to see clear in this matter.

But let us examine the case. Have you found Danceny in my home and that you dislike? In good time, but what do you clear here? That this was due to chance as I said, or my intention as I said to you. In the first case the cause is unjust, the second is ridiculous, was it worth writing? But you are jealous and jealousy do not understand. Well, I think for you.

Or you have a rival, or does not. If the first, truly attractive force is to succeed, if the latter, force is please not to suffer first, which often does not become expected in such cases. In both cases, the same conduct is made, what torment! Why, above all, torment me? Do you distrust, perhaps, of his success? Do not know to be the most worthy of love? You are unfair to them. But this is not all it is I do not want to give so much pain. You want except my goodness that abuse their empire. You are an ingrate! A little to continue this letter would be very tender, but not worth it.

You do not deserve me to justify. To punish him for his suspicions, forced him to consider well about the time of my return, as the coming of Danceny. You have taken a great job of knowing the truth! Are you already more familiar? I wish there was found much pleasure in the matter, otherwise, nothing has damaged mine.
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I can answer your letter threatening it has not had the gift to please me, nor the power to intimidate, and never less than now remember what I asked.

acceptable as shown today would be a real case of infidelity. It would not resume with the former lover, it would take another decidedly lower than the first. I have not forgotten it to deceive as well. The Valmont that I loved was lovely. I agree that I never found a man worthy of love. Ah! I beg you, viscount, if you find it send me, always be well received.

Prevéngale, however, that in no event for today or tomorrow. His Menechme he has been harmed intimidating fool would fear, or perhaps be given my word to Danceny to welcome these two days? You will see that you have to wait.

But what does it matter? It will avenge their rival. It will not be the worst for his beloved, than you are to yours, and after all, a woman is not better than another. Such are the maxims of you and write the signing would exist for you, and will die at the end of love and sorrow, will not be sacrificed at the first whim, fear of being mocked for a moment? That is unfair.

Goodbye, Viscount, become friendly. I do not ask you anymore but that is seductive, and when it convinced me, I promise to show you. Actually, I'm very good.

Paris, December 5, 1917 ...