GUITRY Sacha (1885-1957)

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GUITRY Sacha (1885-1957)
50 L.A.S. or L.A., 1915-1932, to Yvonne PRINTEMPS; 75 pages of various sizes, most of them with address or envelope. Magnificent loving correspondence to Yvonne Printemps (1894-1977), who will become his second wife (April 10, 1919). We can only give here a too brief overview. 1915. [Autumn?]. "My little Von, you confided in me, you told me about your life, you opened your little tormented heart to me, you cried in my arms, you calmed down next to me, you warmed yourself on my shoulder, you finally gave me such obvious signs of trust and tenderness that you will certainly not mind if I speak to you today as I am going to do. If you should ever have a problem, a very big problem... [... I urge you to consider that I am your friend, your greatest friend. Thus, if the married man she loves "did not behave towards you as you would wish him to, you would allow me, would you not, to substitute myself for him and do for you what he would not do himself". He kisses her "very tenderly, very long"... 1916. Stay in Dax. [January 8, before leaving for Dax]: "I have never in my life been so sad! [Dax, January 17]: "Yes, I am due! I am due your smile and your big, soft eyes... [...] take good care of yourself, sleep a lot, eat as much as possible, have every day the success that is due to you and that is necessary for you"... [January 19]: "I see you as I have seen you a hundred times before, melancholy or smiling, madly happy and sad all at once. I remember your familiar gestures, I have in my ear the sound of your voice and I have the memory of all your dresses which hold on to you only by a miracle - a snap comes off and everything goes away! [January 21], plan for a 24-hour visit: "I would give eight days of my life to live with you for eight days... I would give a year of my life to live with you for a year... Hold out your lips to me!"... [January 27] : " Here I am again plunged into solitude, sadness and mud - but with such sweet memories that prowl around me [...] Ah! my little child continues to be natural and simple. Do all the gestures that come to you and say everything that comes to your mind. Never make an effort, neither in the theater nor in life. [...] Try to consider that everything that happens is good. [...] With all my heart, which loves you for your dazzling youth, for your infinite charm, for all that is in you of life, yes, with all my heart, I ask you to listen to me, to believe me and to have confidence in me "... [January 29]: "If you are lying down, get up... And if you don't have black in your eyes, go and stand in front of the mirror... Yes, right away... Take a long look at yourself, thinking of me... If you look hard enough, you'll end up seeing me in your eyes... And then you will smile at me... and in this smile you will offer me all your youth"... [January 30]: he worries about being without news. "I did a portrait of you yesterday, tell me if you want me to send it to you. I warn you that it is a caricature. I think it's good, but you mustn't show it to anyone"... [1 February], instructions to meet the baritone Lucien Fugère. "You will do it to be pleasant to me first and you will be exact "... [February 3] : " You tell me that it is good to love and you are perfectly right. It is divinely good. It is one of the reasons to live. [Go for it! Go for it with all your little heart, with all your little being"... [February 4]: "I think of you constantly, and at no time do I think that you are a woman - and when I write to you, it is obvious that if I were a poet, I would write you in verse. [...] Do you know that in the work of the greatest artists their sketches are usually the most moving, the most dazzling, the clearest manifestations of their genius? Well, you, you are a sketch. You have the charm, the lightness, the grace and the freedom. A sketch cannot be corrected"... [February 5]: "You know how to read between the lines, read between these [he drew 9 lines] and you will not bother"... [February 6, morning]: "I beg you to be extremely careful with your mail. Give orders so that under no circumstances can a letter from me be stolen. I don't want to think that I'm doing anything rash by writing to you. A letter is a sacred thing"... [February 6, evening]: "I am neither mocking nor unkind, and when I tell you that I like you, it means everything that this word means - and it is one of the prettiest words in our language - and our language is the prettiest in the world"... [February 8]: "You are not my mistress, I consider you an exceptional little thing, to which I am very attached and it is because for nothing in the world would I want to be deprived of it that you see me taking you for a long time.
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