莎拉?伯恩哈特致萨杜（2/2）
《世界上最动人的书信》作者：（美）海明威 2017-04-13 16:08
, it was Paris, and I thought it heaven; but now it is a vast desert of desolation and loneliness. It is like the face of a clock, bereft of its hands.
All the pictures that hung in my memory before I knew you have faded and given place to our radiant moments together.
Now I cannot live apart from you—your words, even though bitter?dispel all the cares of the world and make me happy; my art has been suckled by them and softly rocked in their tender cradle; they are as necessary to me now as sunlight and air.
I am as hungry for them as for food, I am thirsty for them, and my thirst is overwhelming. Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.
Your Sarah
All the pictures that hung in my memory before I knew you have faded and given place to our radiant moments together.
Now I cannot live apart from you—your words, even though bitter?dispel all the cares of the world and make me happy; my art has been suckled by them and softly rocked in their tender cradle; they are as necessary to me now as sunlight and air.
I am as hungry for them as for food, I am thirsty for them, and my thirst is overwhelming. Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.
Your Sarah