Albert Camus, from a letter to Maria Casarès written in August 1948
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Ah! I'm suffocating from this longing I have for you.
Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, February 6, 1950 [#174]
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“Write to me in spite of my silence. Sometimes it seems I no longer have anything to say to anyone except to you and in everything I intend to do, I would be at quite a loss if I could not turn to you.”
— Albert Camus, from a letter to Jean Grenier.
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Love from me on this kind of sad sky-blue sun-struck snow day. . .
— Anne Sexton to Anne Clarke
I love you today with a special kind of wide, sunny love. . .
— Vladimir Nabokov to Véra Nabokov
Tho I long for the actual sunlight contact between us I miss you like a home. Shine back honey & think of me.
— Allen Ginsberg to Peter Orlovsky
Write for a long time, send a little of yourself to this city waiting for you, stay turned toward me, love me. . . and, if you’re feeling depressed, forgive me for being so alive this morning. But the sun and you. . .
— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès
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“Perhaps it was necessary that I had to bang my head against life in order to return with an insatiable thirst for you and for meaning.”
María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus, December 1944
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My darling, there
are no walls or
secret gardens in
me for you. You
have the keys to all
the doors.
Albert Camus to Maria Casares.
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Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares written in February 1950
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I want you everywhere, all of you, and I will always want you. Yes, always, and don’t talk to me about “if…” or “maybe…” or “as long as…”. I want you, I know, it is a need and I will put all my heart, all my soul, all my will and all my cruelty even, if it is necessary to have you.
Maria Casarès to Albert Camus, Correspondance, Christmas, 1948 [#43]
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I thirst for you. Don't walk away from me. Tell me everything, even if you have to hurt me a little. No one in the world will love anything you do as much as I do. Tell me about the you l love, the one who's a little shivery. Let yourself go. Don't force yourself on me, just because you don't want to worry or help me. I finally understand why I was born. I love you.
— Maria Casarès to Albert Camus, from “Correspondance.”
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Puisque cette lettre est la dernière, que je te dise au moins ce que tu dois savoir, que je n’ai jamais cessé de t’aimer pendant ces deux mois, que tu as été ma pensée la plus neuve et la plus ancienne, mon appui, mon refuge, ma seule souffrance. Reçois-moi dans ton cœur, loin de tout bruit, abrite-moi encore un peu et commençons à vivre cet amour qui ne peut pas se lasser. [...] À bientôt, chérie, à tout de suite, j’en ris de bonheur, tout seul, stupidement, ému comme si c’était un 6 juin.
Albert Camus à Maria Casarès, 21 août 1949
[Since this is my last letter, let me at least tell you what you need to know, that I have never stopped loving you during these two months, that you have been my newest and oldest thought, my support, my sanctuary, my only suffering. Receive me into your heart, far from any noise, shelter me a little longer and let’s begin to live this love that cannot tire. [...] See you soon, darling, see you very soon, I’m laughing with happiness, all alone, stupidly, moved as if it were June 6th (their anniversary).]
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