Letters of Note

Even my bones seem to cry for you

Write to me when you get this, or before you do, only write and tell me all there is to tell me

Please don’t let anyone Americanise it!

Every writer has his own voice

History has taught you nothing if you think you can kill ideas

I am clearly suspect and not believable

I am afraid I’m much too important to write notes to people like you

I wonder if you could do a drawing for me of an explosive slab of chocolate

Cruella is magnificent

Fashions in fear change, but do people?

You must let me cry my cry for him

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