Πέμπτη, 19 Ιουλίου 2007

Το τελευταίο γράμμα της Virginia Woolf προς τον Leonard


TO: LEONARD WOOLF
Rodmell,
Sussex
Tuesday [18? March 1941]
 
Dearest, 
I feel certain that I am going mad again: I feel we cant go through mother of 
those terrible times. And I shant recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and 
cant concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given
me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone
could be. I dont think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease 
came. I cant fight it any longer, I know that I am spoiling your life, that without 
me you could work. And you will I know. You see I cant even write this properly.
I cant read. What I want to say is that I owe all the happiness of my life to you. 
You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that--
everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. 
Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I cant go on 
spoiling your life any longer.
 
I dont think two people could have been happier than we have been.
 
V.