You must know… surely, you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope, as I’d scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I would have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul. And I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.
Just lovin’ me some old ass architecture.
A castle through the stocks; a sight of soreness, or of relief?
Hours of Jeanne d’Evreux, created between 1324-1328 by Jean Pucelle in the Gothic style.
The Cloisters, New York City
Photo credit: moi
