"I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t 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 don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been."
Virginia Woolf (last note)
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"I like the rain before it falls. Of course, there is no such thing. That’s why it’s my favorite. Something can still make you happy, can’t it, even if it isn’t real."
Jonathan Coe, The Rain Before It Falls (via themiserythathesings)
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"The sound a bluejay makes, if it were a color, would not be blue. It would be the color of something torn open."
Michael Bazzett (via meeshelephant)
