“I love you more than ever. Ah, you don’t know how much! What I wouldn’t give to have you with me tonight! My love, my darling, I am burning, my temples hurt, my palms are on fire and my throat is dry. I will not go out anymore: I miss you too much everywhere and when I come back your absence becomes intolerable for me. Oh this spring! My darling. I kiss you hard, I kiss you as long as I wish to kiss you tonight.”

— Maria Casarès to Albert Camus, Correspondance, February 11, 1950 [#185]

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Wish I was a late bronze age girl

I would have my homeland invaded by the sea peoples. I would be lain siege to by the sea peoples. My cities would be sacked by the sea peoples. I would make bronze tools and pottery. My shores would be invaded by the mysterious sea peoples. I would be mustering my armies to fend off the sea peoples.

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'but ghosts haunt the day, don't they?' embroidery on calico fabric, 2023

Inspired by @lacnunga 's adorable dragon embroidery

I wrote to you twice today and I can’t stop myself from writing again. But this time it will be in the quiet of the day and to send you a softer thought in the evening. I wish you wouldn’t find anything that hurts or offends you in the probably crazy letter I wrote you this afternoon. It was the cry of upset love and I suppose it was not meant to be harmonious.

Tonight I love you just as much, but probably with more intelligence, and I would like to tell you only this. Don’t think that I don’t understand your sudden doubts. What hurts me, on the contrary, is to know that I am the one responsible for these doubts. Simply, as I always have in my heart your face of suffering, I was revolted at the idea that you could suffer again for nothing. That is why also, my dear love, my tender, I would like to put in you the confidence where I live myself. I know that it is difficult. You know as well as I do that long intimacy with a being is full of traps and surprises. Yet my certainty is complete and I would like you to share it. I need you to share it and for you and I to live out this plan too, in the abandonment that is our love.

I love you, deeply, completely, and although I am physically diminished, I have a clear head and will. I have overcome the terrible depression I was in and I see no reason to go back to it. It is now a matter of getting well and finding you. Only that. But then, Maria dear, let us also heal our hearts of all the accumulated bad ills. Let’s make them transparent and clear, as much as we can, so that the happiness of this spring can enter them easily.

Don’t be afraid, wait for me with the certainty of those who love each other and who have chosen each other definitively. And in a few weeks, you will then show me the resplendent face which makes me proud. O my love, answer me quickly and tell me that it is so. The night is soft and full of stars outside. Have you forgiven me? Do you love me with all your heart now? Then I kiss your dear eyes and I will try to fall asleep on you, my heart still a little tight, but my mouth full of your hair, in happiness…

Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, February 10, 1950. 10 p.m. [#184]

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“I love you more than ever. Ah, you don’t know how much! What I wouldn’t give to have you with me tonight! My love, my darling, I am burning, my temples hurt, my palms are on fire and my throat is dry. I will not go out anymore: I miss you too much everywhere and when I come back your absence becomes intolerable for me. Oh this spring! My darling. I kiss you hard, I kiss you as long as I wish to kiss you tonight.”

— Maria Casarès to Albert Camus, Correspondance, February 11, 1950 [#185]

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables