nostalchic

THIS. HURTS. LIKE. HELL.

nostalchic

The older I get and the more I find that you can only live with the beings who set you free, who love you with such a light to wear as strong to experience. Today's life is too hard, too bitter, too anemiating, for us to suffer new easements, from whom we love [...]. This is how I am your friend, I love your happiness, your freedom, Your adventure in a nutshell, and I would like to be for you the companion we are sure of, always ".
          
          Albert Camus at René Char, September 17, 1957 (in ′′ Albert Camus - René Char: Correspondence 1946-1959