— Marie Howe, Magdalene: “Walking Home”

M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)

14 April, 1939 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust

I wanna mute my overthinking.

If I lose you too in the same way I lost her, it just proves how pitiful and useless I have been. No more 3rd time. It hit like a bus the first time; it'll hit like a train this time.

Virginia Woolf's a letter to Violet Dickinson, September 1907.

Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go.

You didn't even ask how I was. You nuked me with emotions that targetted even my hidden bunkers of peace that previously suffered a quake not hours before. You chose the right time for war. Now who will ask how I am?

Everytime I see you, my heart skips a beat.

Everytime I see you, all those feelings come rushing back.

I thought I'll be over you, but I'm not.

I thought that writing about you might help me forget you-

I thought wrong.