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Books are the mirrors of the soul.
10 October, 1940
You know I love you, and you know I like Leonard. There is a difference between love and like. So you are my love and Leonard is my like.
Your Vita
4 July, 1927
I like making you jealous, my darling, (and shall continue to do so,) but it's ridiculous that you should be.
Vita
8 August, 1931
Yes: I know how this annoys you on the lips of Dotty and Harold, but not on my lips, which you love.
Virginia
31 May, 1927
Oh Virginia, I'd do anything to make you well. I wish to god if you had got to be ill, it had happened here, and then you'd have been obliged to stay, and I could have looked after you,
Your Vita
very much distressed
2 February, 1929
Everything which is mine is yours, as you very well know-even to my heart.
Your Vita
11 November 1927
Darling forgive my faults. I hate them in myself, and I know you are right. But they they are silly surface things. My love for you is absolutely true, vivid, and unalterable...
Vita
12 May, 1927
Now I must go to bed, but there will I think be more dreams than sleep. All your fault. Bless you, my lovely Virginia.
Vita
I just miss you, in quite a simple desperate human way... I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is just really a squeal of pain. It is incredible how essential to me you have become... Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan't make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this - But oh my dear, I can't be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly... But you have broken down my defences. And I don't really resent it.