Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “Against all odds”
[Text ID: “I am sorry. I love you. I cherish you. Our sweet memories are a museum in which I have a lifelong admission.”]
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Margaret Llewyn Davis, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf
Where you are understood, you are at home.
John O'Donohue
Still lives in sepia tones — where scent, structure, and slow thinking trace the contours of a modern mind.
Sylvia Plath, aged 30, in a letter to her mother, 6 months after discovering her husband's infidelity, and their subsequent separation (dated Wednesday, 16 January 1963)
[Ted Hughes (aged 32) - her husband, who was having an affair with Assia Wevill (aged 35), a married woman who rented their London flat at Chalcot Square; Sylvia moved with their children (a 2-year-old daughter & an 11-month-old son) from Court Green in Devon, to 23 Fitzroy Road in London, at a rented flat, formerly the residence of W. B. Yeats]
Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust
Ken van Sickle
I know my sadness will pass if I do not cling to it so tightly
Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student