Rainer Maria Rilke, from "Letters to a Young Poet," originally published in 1929

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Rainer Maria Rilke, from "Letters to a Young Poet," originally published in 1929
Virginia Woolf, The Selected Letters
Edith Wharton, Summer
holy quaternity
somos costeros | víctor m. alonso
Years will pass, and you will have visitings of despair and yet be tortured by hope.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
Ian McEwan, Atonement
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Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse
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I am writing to you on the terrace of a tiny old castle parched above the sea. The castle turns pink in the sunset, the sea sparkles three hundred foot below. A large bottle of golden wine stands at my elbow. I write and write and write,
Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf wr. c. February 1933
“A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us.”
— Franz Kafka (b. 3 July 1883) in his letter to Oskar Pollak