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The feeling of your words will linger as time passes, but these memories will haunt me 'till the end of time.

Each cut of fiber on my skin should represent the things I deserved. The pain I deserve. If I counted all, I may not be breathing by dawn.

3 May, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

Happy Valentine's Day, I guess.

Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to David Gurewitsch featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn

One day, these memories will creep out my eyes and leave traces as it touches my cheeks with cold hands.

Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy, Book 1 “Inferno,” Canto 5 [tr. James (2013)]

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Leonard Woolf, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Robert Sherrod featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn