But in all this, everywhere and always, you must know that I'm close to you and with you. Forgive me for not being brilliant these days. The prisoner's first days are the hardest. Then the handkerchief of the one he loves is enough to fill his days. That's not true, of course, but the signs of love sometimes have the transporting force of love itself - and give us the patience to wait for the reunion, the fulfillment. Goodbye my darling love. I kiss your brave heart. I love you.
Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, April 26, 1950 [#290]
















