Saturday, 20 November 2010

Excerpts from my Dead Lover's Letters

"If you loved me with all the power of your soul for a whole lifetime, you couldn't love me as much as I love you in a single day."
"I knew as clearly as I know I am to die, that I love you more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth, or hoped for anywhere else. "
From his diary "I love her for what she has dared to be, for her hardness, her cruelty, her egoism, her perverseness, her demoniac destructiveness. She would crush me to ashes without hesitation. She is a personality created to the limit. I worship her courage to hurt, and I am willing to be sacrificed to it. She will add the sum of me to her."
From an unsuccessful suicide letter "When we die, as when the scenes have been fixed on to celluloid and the scenery is pulled down and burnt -- we are phantoms in the memories of our descendants. Then we are ghosts, my dear, then we are myths. But still we are together. We are the past together, we are a distant past. Beneath the dome of the mysterious stars, I still hear your voice."
"You are closed and shuttered to me now, a room without doors or windows, and I cannot enter. But I fell in love with you under the open sky and death cannot change that.
Death can change the body but not the heart."