art.

I love you, I love you, I can’t stand it any longer, imagination won't replace you—come. . .

"War and Peace", Leo Tolstoy (translated by Constance Garnett)

It will go on tormenting you, many things will, and many things will cause you pain, but be calm, be calm, dear, dear

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Abiah Root written c. January 1846

I'm more than thinking about you —I’m living about you, my love, my happiness …

C.G. Jung, from C.G. Jung Letters, Volume 1: 1906-1950; 22 October 1916

I’m sick with longing to see you walk in this room now, flutter your eyelashes and become soft all of a sudden, like a little piece of cloth …

Virginia Woolf in a diary entry dated 18 August 1921, from A Writer's Diary

Walt Whitman, from "Give me the splendid silent sun" in Leaves of Grass

Elizabeth Barrett Browning in a letter to Robert Browning, written c. March 1845

I think of you, even though my thoughts don’t know where to find you.

Rainer Maria Rilke, in a letter to Lou Andreas Salomé written c. January 1913, from Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters

Louise Glück, from “October” in Averno

August 11, 1920 Letters to Milena by Franz Kafka First published : 1952

It was beautiful to live when you lived The world is bluer and of the earth at night, when I sleep enormous, within your small hands.