Thursday, June 18, 2015


Dear Valeria,

I was doing well enough until you came along and kicked my stone over, and out I came, all moss and eyes.


Djuna Barnes

Sunday, June 7, 2015


Dear Valeria,

I will that as soone as I am trespassed out of this worlde that ye take my harte owte of my body, and embawme it, and take of my treasoure as ye shall thynke sufficient for that enterprise, both for your selfe and suche company as ye wyll take with you, and present my hart to the holy Sepulchre where as our Lorde laye, seyng my body can nat come there.

Lang may yer lung reek,

Robert the Bruce