19 June (1950): Aldous Huxley to Basil Rathbone
I hope that all goes well, in spite of the miserable state of the world at large, with you and your family…
18 June (1858): Mark Twain to Mary E. Clemens
My poor Henry, my darling, my pride, my glory, my all, will have finished his blameless career, and the light of my life will have gone out in utter darkness. O, God! this is hard to bear…
17 June (1845): Gustave Flaubert to Alfred LePoittevin
Back in my cave! Back in my solitude! By dint of being in a bad way, I’m in a good way…
14 June (1940): Thornton Wilder to Sibyl Colefax
Your word months ago that you were sure it would be a long war terrified me, but now I draw comfort from it. Long enough to sustain the best we know, and long enough for America to help…
13 June (1952): Robert Lowell to Peter Taylor
I’m not anti-Church by the way, but it’s intolerable that a man of Allen’s vitality should go the Tartuffian dumbshow of a fraudulent conversion…
"The Sukhum Photos" & "Why I Always Listen to Such Sad Music"
Why do we also see beauty in disharmony, not just in harmony, in asymmetry, not just symmetry, when it ought to be only the evenly balanced and harmoniously proportioned things that appeal to our aesthetic sense…?
12 June (1937): Virginia Woolf to Janet Case
I’m looking at boxes of Roger Fry’s letters and wondering how anyone writes a real life. An imaginary one wouldn’t so much bother me…
Anna Craycroft: A Weekly Correspondence (6/24/13)
The person has a hundred languages, a hundred hands, a hundred thoughts…
The Curses, the Fates, the Races, the Fakes, the Faces, the Names of "The Game of Death"; or, The Game of Death
From birth, Bruce Lee was a doppelganger thrice-over—pseudonymic male, homonymic descendant, homophonic echo. A human pun…
11 June (1966): Paul Bowles to James Leo Herlihy
I’ve never even had a remote insight into what was going to happen in any of my short stories, and I’ve always gone into them fully conscious of that fact, full of curiosity as to what it was going to be about…