“My delightful, my love, my life, I don’t understand anything: how can you not be with me? I’m so infinitely used to you that I now feel myself lost and empty: without you, my soul. You turn my life into something light, amazing, rainbowed ― you put a glint of happiness on everything.”
Vladimir Nabokov in his letter to Vera Slonim, August 1924, featured in Letters to Vera
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