“I came away with pieces of you sticking to me”

ImagePhoto: Letters of Note.com

Article by Mrs T

I have followed lettersofnote.com since its launch in 2009. Other sites faded from my interest but I always tuned back in to read the, in turn, fascinating, passionate, angry, and often funny letters. I have two favourites: “Love, Dad” a letter from President Ronald Reagan to his son before his marriage in 1971 ( here ) and “Don’t expect me to be sane anymore” a letter from Henry Miller to Anais Nin from August 1932 ( here ) .

I suppose they both represent different parts of love, with Reagan urging his son entering the “most meaningful relationship there is in all human life” to give to the marriage what he expects to get out of it, to stay away from the old machismo. In the other letter Henry Miller expresses his love months after meeting Nin in Paris, he said: “ I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood…” Two letters about love with utterly different purposes but that both describe truths in ways that speak intensely to anyone who has experienced it.

Reading and re-reading these two letters always leave me feeling despondent. Both describe love in such different ways but yet so painfully precisely that it gets right in under the skin and then there are no more words necessary.

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