To the woman who could not live with her faulty heart

I had a king

But she did not entirely want to deny her patrilinear inheritance - even if only as a joke. So, in 1934, embarassed at finding herself in a dress shop without her purse, she wrote to her nephew Quentin: 'It was rather difficult, but then I remembered my grandfathers nose and gave myself such airs they let me go off with three pound ten worth.'

Virginia Woolf, Hermione Lee

you said Is
there anything which
is dead or alive more beautiful
than my body,tohave in your fingers

(trembling every so little)?

         Looking into your eyes

Nothing,i said, except the
air of spring smelling of never and forever.

e. e. cummings

Vilhelm Hamershoi, Interior: With Piano and Woman in Black, Strandgade 30, 1901

Vilhelm Hamershoi, Figures by the Window, c. 1895

Nina Leen, 1945