Son mektup: Vingina Woolf

28 Temmuz 2010 Çarşamba 00:03 Gönderen tamarra
"dearest,
i feel certain that i am going mad again: i feel we can't go through another of these terrible times.and i shant recover this time. i begin to hear voices, and cant concentrate. so i am doing what seems the best thing to do. you have given me the greatest possible happiness. you have been in every way all that anyone could be. i dont think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. i cant fight it any longer, i know that i am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. and you will i know. you see i cant even write this properly. i cant read. what i want to say is that i owe all the happiness of my life to you. you have been entirely patient with me & incredibly good. i want to say that- everybody know it. if anyboy could have saved me it would have been you. everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. i cant go on spoiling your life any longer. i dont think two people could have been happier than we have been.
v."

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