Ocupation: Writer
Life: October 2, 1904 - April 3, 1991
Birthday: October 2
Death: April 3
Sometimes I get so tired of trying to convince him that I love him and shall love him for ever. He pounces on my words like a barrister and twists them. I know he is afraid of that desert which would be around him if our love were to end, but he can't realise that I feel exactly the same. What he says aloud, I say to myself silently and write it here.
source: "The end of the affair".
topic: Writing, Tired, I Love Him, Barristers, Tired Of Trying