- 21 january, 1926: i composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: i just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way.
- 29 january, 1927: my darling, why aren't you with me? oh, why? i do want you so frightfully.
- 8 january, 1926: please, in all this muddle of life, continue to be a bright and constant star. just a few things remain as beacons: poetry, and you, and solitude.
- 22 february, 1939: how funny: i had just thought to myself overnight, 'it is a long time since i heard anything from virginia— i will write to her tomorrow,’— and then your letter came.
- 4 february, 1926: i feel as though i should like to write you a long letter. an endless letter. pages & pages. but there is too much to say... and really it reduces itself to the perfectly simple thing that i wish you were here.
- 21 january, 1926: i miss you even more than i could have believed; and i was prepared to miss you a good deal.
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