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LIBRARY CARD SIGN-UP MONTH QUOTE 7 OF 9

Wednesday, September 13, 2023

A library is a good place to go when you feel unhappy, for there, in a book, you may find encouragement and comfort. A library is a good place to go when you feel bewildered or undecided, for there, in a book, you may have your question answered. Books are good company, in sad times and happy times, for books are people – people who have managed to stay alive by hiding between the covers of a…

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[myabsentwill]

“I’m amputating you”

The Letter

Mexico, 1953

My dear Mr. Diego,

I’m writing this letter from a hospital room before I am admitted into the operating theatre. They want me to hurry, but I am determined to finish writing first, as I don’t want to leave anything unfinished. Especially now that I know what they are up to. They want to hurt my pride by cutting a leg off. When they told me it would be necessary to amputate, the news didn’t affect me the way everybody expected. No, I was already a maimed woman when I lost you, again, for the umpteenth time maybe, and still I survived.

I am not afraid of pain and you know it. It is almost inherent to my being, although I confess that I suffered, and a great deal, when you cheated on me, every time you did it, not just with my sister but with so many other women. How did they let themselves be fooled by you? You believe I was furious about Cristina, but today I confess that it wasn’t because of her. It was because of me and you. First of all because of me, since I’ve never been able to understand what you looked and look for, what they give you that I couldn’t. Let’s not fool ourselves, Diego, I gave you everything that is humanly possible to offer and we both know that. But still, how the hell do you manage to seduce so many women when you’re such an ugly son of a bitch?

The reason why I’m writing is not to accuse you of anything more than we’ve already accused each other of in this and however many more bloody lives. It’s because I’m having a leg cut off (damned thing, it got what it wanted in the end). I told you I’ve counted myself as incomplete for a long time, but why the fuck does everybody else need to know about it too? Now my fragmentation will be obvious for everyone to see, for you to see… That’s why I’m telling you before you hear it on the grapevine. Forgive my not going to your house to say this in person, but given the circumstances and my condition, I’m not allowed to leave the room, not even to use the bathroom. It’s not my intention to make you or anyone else feel pity, and I don’t want you to feel guilty. I’m writing to let you know I’m releasing you, I’m amputating you. Be happy and never seek me again. I don’t want to hear from you, I don’t want you to hear from me. If there is anything I’d enjoy before I die, it’d be not having to see your fucking horrible bastard face wandering around my garden.

That is all, I can now go to be chopped up in peace.

Good bye from somebody who is crazy and vehemently in love with you,

Your Frida

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[baileye]

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[sjstone-author]

From Lt. Col. A.D. WINTLE. The Royal Dragoons To the Editor of The Times. Sir, I have just written you a long letter. On reading it over, I have thrown it into the waste paper basket. Hoping this will meet with your approval, I am Sir Your obedient Servant ADWintle 6 Feb ’46

Hoping this will meet with your approval - by Shaun Usher

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[abroadscooling]

Born in 1957 in the Australian town of Warracknabeal, Nick Cave has produced acclaimed music, acted on stage and screen, and written numerous film scores and screenplays since the formation of his first band at Caulfield Grammar School in Melbourne. Throughout it all he has endeavoured to connect with and respond to his fans, and in 2018 was sent the following message from someone named Cynthia:

"I have experienced the death of my father, my sister, and my first love in the past few years and feel that I have some communication with them, mostly through dreams. They are helping me. Are you and Susie feeling that your son Arthur is with you and communicating in some way?"

This letter was Cave’s reply.

(Taken from the book 'Letters of Note: Grief', reprinted with the kind permission of Nick Cave.)

[fiachesq]

She wrote me a letter 📝 . . . . #lettersofnote #note #correspondence (at Glasgow, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6_kU6Zgr6g/?igshid=1krrn9sxylivv

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If this #NickCave letter doesn’t get you ‘right there’ are you even breathing, bro? Amazing, wonderful stuff 👏 bravo Nick. #SecretKnowledge #LettersofNote https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt6LMY6ga6F/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=z9xmb05w4a66

[coffee-guy]

«Nothing good gets away»

John Steinbeck was one of the most acclaimed authors of his generation, most notably known for The Grapes of Wrath, East of Eden, and Of Mice and Men, all classics for which he had been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1962. A few years before that, his eldest son, 14-year-old Thomas, wrote home from boarding school and told him about Susan, a young girl for whom he believed he had fallen in love. Steinbeck replied the same day with an amazing, full-hearted letter from father to son on the meaning of love.

New York November 10, 1958 Dear Thom: We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my point of view and of course Elaine will from hers. First — if you are in love — that’s a good thing—that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you. Second — There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you—of kindness and consideration and respect—not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had. But I don’t think you were asking me what you feel. You know better than anyone. What you wanted me to help you with is what to do about it—and that I can tell you. Glory in it for one thing and be very glad and grateful for it. The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it. If you love someone—there is no possible harm in saying so—only you must remember that some people are very shy and sometimes the saying must take that shyness into consideration. Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also. It sometimes happens that what you feel is not returned for one reason or another—but that does not make your feeling less valuable and good. Lastly, I know your feeling because I have it and I’m glad you have it. We will be glad to meet Susan. She will be very welcome. But Elaine will make all such arrangements because that is her province and she will be very glad to. She knows about love too and maybe she can give you more help than I can. And don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens. The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away. Love, Fa

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