How foolish and simpleminded I had been to have so loudly proclaimed to the world that art was the object of my desire! Art! No! Watching you being forced to leave me, you, for whom I felt such a strong attraction, such a great affection, such a great… dare I speak it… love… I knew I would spend the rest of my life in the pursuit of something grander than art, grander than happiness. Yes, I would spend my life in the pursuit of tragedy. And I knew, too, that for me somehow tragedy and love would forever be wed. It may be true for us all that there is no tragedy without love, and no love without tragedy. ~ Louis Edwards, ‘Oscar Wilde Discovers America’
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