"Anyway, now it is here, it is love, and my heart aches. I am happy to be so bitterly unhappy, because I know you are unhappy, too, and it is sweet to have a part of the same sadness. With you pleasure was love, and now pain is love too. We must know every kind of love. We’ll know the joy of meeting again. I want it, I need it, and I’ll get it. Wait for me. I wait for you. I love you more even than I said, more maybe than you know. I’ll write very often. Write to me very often too."
— Brev från Simone de Beauvior till Nelson Algren, Söndagen d. 18 Maj, 1947.
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