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É claro que a mulher é uma literata sem igual quando o diário dela se parece mais com uma obra pensada e poética sem igual. É impossível recriar essa habilidade em escrita.

this is painting an entirely different portrait of Henry compared to when i read Henry and June. before when i read snippets of their letters, i thought of him as this big romantic figure, full of passion; then i tried to read Tropic of Cancer and was so disappointed that it wasn’t what i expected it to be. now it’s making so much more sense why he wrote like that.

this is the sort of read that is too much to take in all at once. i’m overwhelmed by the substance and the emotion. too many things to underline