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- 65778810 - not-logged-in-18460d46505b95dc424b
- 65915512 - mar15ted
- 66363788 - gailkoelker
- 66392138 - k8mielke
- WINNER - 66951113 - N5bz
- 67104852 - xuelee
65778810 - not-logged-in-18460d46505b95dc424b
kjjjjjjnjh65915512 - mar15ted
Clacton 14 x1 50 Dearest Sylvia, When travelling like this I alternately wish you were here & then, in a sense, am glad that you are spared so many cold bed-rooms, profitless encounters, time spent in stations, &c. The audience last night was fabulously vieux, quite unable to follow my most elementary points, though I repeated them in a sickening manner, but happy I think in their sluggish fashion, even with me. I have a small bag this time (Paul's) and Proust, Swann-Love II. I have read 80 pp. in train & in bed. At first delicious comedy & now the most disturbing account of the stupid Swann's tortures. So close are Swann's sensations to myself I feel quite agitated - confirming my fear of novels for psychological as well as aesthetic reasons. However, I am unable to put the book down. But, really, can I not argue, in desperate defense, that aesthetic distance is lacking? At any rate I'm harrowed, & in great suspense. I enclose a for you & the to make up for the rather gloomy Derealised Island. I am writing this in a library, goggled at by excruciatingly tidy librarians. I feel like throwing the geographical magazine at them - or at least expectorating. Clacton is a bore. I don't mind lecturing but I'm sick of the time wasted in travelling from place to place so I can only write fragmentarily, &c. Well I think I'll have a 'look at the front' while I'm here. Sorry if this is a disgruntled letter but it is so tiresome a contrast this lecturing compared to my peaceful Sunday writing ....it seems ages ago. Darling Sylvia I love you, I adore you Lawrence66363788 - gailkoelker
Clacton14 xi 50
Dearest Sylvia When traveling like this I alternatively wish you were her & then, in a sense, am glad that you are spared so many cold bed-rooms, profitless encounters, time spent in stations, &c. The audience last night was fabulously , quite unable to follow my most elementary points, though I repeated them in a sickening manner, but happy I think in their sluggish fashion, even with me. I have a small bag the time (Paul's) and Proust, Swann-Love II. I have read 80 pp in train & in bed. At first delicious comedy & now the most disturbing account of the stupid Swann's tortures. So close are Swann's sensations to myself I feel quite agitated-confirming my fear of novels for psychological as well as aesthetic reasons. However, I am unable to put the book down. But, really, can I not argue, in desperate defense, that aesthetic distance is lacking? At any rate I'm harrowed & in great suspense. I enclose a poem for you & the to make up for the rather gloomy Derealized Island. I am writing this in a library, goggled at by excruciatingly tidy librarians. I feel like throwing the geographical magazines at them-or at leas expectorating. Clacton is a bore. I don't mind lecturing but I'm sick of the time wasted in traveling from place to place so I can only write fragmentarily, &c. Well I think I'll have a 'look at the front' while I'm here. Sorry if this is a disgruntled letter but it is so tiresome a contrast this lecturing compared to my peaceful Sunday writing....It seems ages ago. Darling Sylvia I love you, I love you Lawrence
66392138 - k8mielke
Clacton 14 XI 50 Dearest Sylvia, When traveling like this I alternately wish you were here & that, in a sense, am glad that you are spared so many cold bed-rooms, mafitlers encounters, time spent in stations, &c. The audience last night was fabulously nieuse, quite unable to follow my my most elementary points, though I repeated them in a searching manner, but happily I think in their sluggish fashion, even with me. I have a small beg this time (Paul's) and Proust Swann - Love II. I have read 80 pp. in train & in bed. Its just delicious comedy & now the most disturbing account of the stupid Swann's lecture. So close are Swann's revealings to myself I feel quite agitated - confirming my fear of novels for psychological as well as aesthetic reasons. Moreover, I am unable to put the book down. But, really, can I not argue, in desperate defense, that aesthetic distance in is lacking? At any rate I'm harrowed & in great surprise. I enclose a poem for you & the only be make up for the rather gloomy Derealized Island. I am writing this in a library, goggled at by excuse lialings tidy librarians. I feel like throwing the geographical mogoen at them - or at least expectorating. Clacton is a bore. I don't mind lecturing but I'm sick of the time wasted in traveling from place to place so I can only write fragmentious, &c. Well I think I'll have a 'look at the front' while I'm here. Sorry if this is a disgruntled letter but it is so tiresome a contrast this lecturing compared to my peaceful Sunday writing.... it seems ages ago. Darling Sylvia I love you, I love you LawrenceWINNER - 66951113 - N5bz
Clocton14 x1 50
Dearest Sylvia,
When travelling like this I alternately wish you were here & then, in a
sense, am glad that you are spared so many cold bed - rooms, profit-
less encounters, time spent in stations, &c. The audience last
night was fabulously nieuse . quite unable to follow my most ele-
mentary points. though I repeated them in sickening manner, but
happy I think in their sluggish fashion, even with me.
I have a small bag this time (Paul's) and Proust, Swann in Love II.
I have read 80 pp. in train & in bed. st just delicious comedy & vow
is most disturbing account of the stupid Swann's tortures. So close
are Swann's sensations to myself I feel quite agitated - confirming
my fear of novels for psychological as well as aesthetic reasons.
However, I am unable to put the book down. But, really, can I
not argue, in desperate defense, that aesthetic distance is lack -
ing? At any rate I'm burrowed, In in great suspense.
I enclose a poem for you & the owls in wake up the rather
Gloomy Derealised I stand.
I am writing this in a library, goggled at by excruciatingly
tidy librarians. I feel like throwing the Geographical Magazine
at them - or at least expectorating - Clation is a bore.
I don't mind lecturing but I'm sick of the time wasted in trav-
elling from place to place so I can only write fragmentanl, &c.
Well I think I'll have a 'look at the front' while I'm here.
Sorry if this is a disgruntled letter but it is so tiresome a contrast
this lecturing compared to my peaceful sunday writing ....
It seems ages ago.
Darling Sylvia I love you, I adore you
Lawrence
67104852 - xuelee
Clocton14 XI 50
Dearest Sylvia,
when travelling like this I alternately wish you wre here & then, in a sense, and glad that you are spared so many cold bed-rooms, profit-less encounters, time spent in Stations, & c. The audience last night was fabuously nieuse, quite unable to follow my most ele-mentary points, though I repeated them in a sickening manner, but happy I think in their sluggish fashion, even with me.
I have a small bag this time (Paul's) and Proust, Swann-Love II. I have read 80 pp. in train & in bed. At just delicious comedy & now the most dislinking accountof the stupid Swann's lectures. So close are Swann's sensations to myself I feel quite agitated - confirming my fear of novels for psychological as well as aesthetic reasons. However, I am unable to put the book down. But, really, can I not argue, in desperate defence, that aesthetic distance is lock-ing? At any rate I'm honoured, & in great suspense.
I enclose a poem for you, goggled at by excruiatingly tidy libranians. I feel like throwing the geographical wogoyere at them - as at least expectorating - Clacton is a boze. I don't mind lecturing but I'm sick of the time wasted in trav-elling from place to place so I can only write fragmentouly, & c. Well I think I#ll have a 'book at the front' while I'm here! Sorry if this a disgruntled letter but it so tiresom a contrast this lecturing compared to my peaceful Sunday writing .... It seems ages ago.
Darling Sylvia I love you, I adore you
Lawrence