Satie
“Je suis venu au monde tres jeune dans un temps tres vieux,” he famously said, and today I feel just about the opposite.
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Recent comments
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- Stephanie on The Pale, Quiet, Episcopalian Breast: On a Phrase of Jeffrey Eugenides
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OOOOOOH yeah. Though I think all of it is old. All of it.
. . . comme le roi d’un pays pluvieux,
riche mais impuissant, jeune et pourtant très vieux . . .
I’ve never heard that quote from Satie, but it sounds as if he were offering a variation on the famous line from Alfred de Musset’s Rolla: “Je suis venu trop tard, dans un monde trop vieux.”