“Unless I am in love with them, I am delighted to see my friends for an hour, and then I want to be alone like Greta Garbo.”
W.H. Auden, letter to Caroline Newton (April 13, 1942)
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TT: Almanac
“Unless I am in love with them, I am delighted to see my friends for an hour, and then I want to be alone like Greta Garbo.”
W.H. Auden, letter to Caroline Newton (April 13, 1942)
TT: Almanac
Once I laughed when I heard you saying
That I’d be playing solitaire,
Uneasy in my easy chair.
It never entered my mind.
Once you told me I was mistaken,
That I’d awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind.
You have what I lack myself
And now I even have to scratch my back myself.
Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I’d sing the maiden’s prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again.
It never entered my mind.
Lorenz Hart, “It Never Entered My Mind” (music by Richard Rodgers)
TT: Almanac
Once I laughed when I heard you saying
That I’d be playing solitaire,
Uneasy in my easy chair.
It never entered my mind.
Once you told me I was mistaken,
That I’d awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind.
You have what I lack myself
And now I even have to scratch my back myself.
Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I’d sing the maiden’s prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again.
It never entered my mind.
Lorenz Hart, “It Never Entered My Mind” (music by Richard Rodgers)