BRETON André (1896-1966) 12 autograph signed letters... Lot 23

BRETON André (1896-1966) 12 autograph signed letters addressed to Valentine HUGO Paris 1930-1934, 12 pages in-4 or in-8 in ink on paper, envelopes preserved. Very nice correspondence to the artist and his friend, who was also, in 1930, his mistress. July 29, 1930. She did not hurt him. "The truth is that this life, which is mine and which you needlessly forbid yourself to want to change, is at this moment so weak, so little worthwhile that I find it capable of coping with nothing. It already seems beautiful to me that this empty boat is pretending to hold the sea. But if you only knew how I spend my time: I wander, almost always in the same district of Paris, waiting for the evening to come, I do not do, I see almost nothing worthwhile. The way, under these conditions, to even have a conversation with you, who expect something from me! Might as well ask the butterflies to fly away in the middle of winter"... Yet he talks to her with abandon... "But I know what the experience is, not of happiness certainly, but of non-solitude, whatever face it takes - there are some charming, tolerable ones - I had it... I lost it. I am [...] completely rejected on the other side"... July 30th. The impossibility of seeing her did not come from him. "I am very unhappy to prolong my stay in the shadows with you in this way. But events persist in disposing of me in the strangest way"... September 1st. It is impossible for him to reschedule the appointments he has tonight for the magazine: "I can't come. Quite reluctantly I had to take the fern down to the courtyard but I stand at the window several times a day to look at it"... September 6th. "I think that what is happening, in spite of everything, is good, that the pride you care about as much as I do can only be placed much further away, - true pride, because neither you nor I would know what to do with it. And any other way of being with you, because of the very importance I attach to you, would have been nothing but wilful confusion