I have one want which I have never yet been able to satisfy, and the absence of the object of which I now feel as a most severe evil, I have no friend: when I am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate in my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavor to sustain me in dejection. I shall commit my thoughts to paper, it is true; but that is a poor medium for the communication of feeling.I desire the company of a man who could sympathize with me, whose eyes would reply to mine.You may deem me romantic, my dear sister, but I bitterly feel the want of a friend. I have no one near me, gentle yet courageous, possessed of a cultivated as well as of a capacious mind, whose tastes are like my own, to approve or amend my plans. How would such a friend repair the faults of your poor brother!
Anonymous said "Frankenstein?"
ReplyDeleteAhh 'tis the randomness of some people.
ReplyDeleteKeep on smiling :)
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In response to your comment, left on my blog a bit ago, I ask this: Why? There is much to be experienced, and I choose to chase that, rather than deny that which is an intrinsic part of me. I would do it whether married or single, but being married makes it infinitely more interesting, and more fun. :D
ReplyDeleteDo not despair... each man in his own time...
I, anonymous, posted the word "Frankenstein" because I recognized your post "A Despairing Letter to My Sister" as a direct quote from Mary Shelley's story. I wasn't sure at the time if it was actually the same quote, and so I was checking to make sure.
ReplyDeleteDear Anonymous,
ReplyDeleteThe letter is in fact a quote from Mary Shelley's novel, Frankenstein.
What's wrong gary..hope everything okay in there....let some genuine creativity flow in ya!
ReplyDeletegary, you know, i cant read frankenstein to death enough. i love the work to pieces! i have read and reread everyword.
ReplyDeletei guess that will be my project in retirement -- to commit every word of the manuscript to memory.