Une fois n’est pas coutume… Un texte qui n’est pas de moi mais issu de la Correspondance Passionnée entre Henry Miller et Anais Nin.

Three minutes after you have gone. No, I can’t restrain it.
I tell you what you already know – I love you.
It is this I destroyed over and over again. At Dijon I wrote you long passionate letters – if you had remained in Switzerland I would have sent them – but how could I send them to Louveciennes? Anais, I can’t say much now – I am in a fever. I could scarcely talk to you because I was continually on the point of getting up and throwing my arms around you.

(Henry Miller on March 4, 1932)