[MY BOOKISH OBSESSIONS] Quills + Parchments // LOVE LETTERS //

The moment I set my eyes upon it, I was already falling.

With each turned page, I found myself privy to the most intimate thoughts, the purest feelings, the greenest envies. I was in a world devoid of images. My eyesight had no function here. Nor did my hearing. It was all about the heart. About that warm feeling in your gut, that hot churning of something bittersweet. And I kept falling and falling, taking in all of their hopes,
their worries,
their desires. 

I was falling. And they were too.
We were falling in love.

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This little book gave me power over the hearts of all the greatest writers. They bared their feelings to their loved ones on a rough parchment with a drop of ink. They sent it back. And forth. And on and on, not knowing that this exchange was going to get recorded in eternity and some years later, in my mind too.

Their love lives. In between these pages. These pages that I hold close and dear.

But enough about my intoxication with these beautiful words and destruction at the hands of these star-crossed lovers. Why don’t you take a look by yourself and see what fires they carried in the loud beating of their palm-sized hearts?

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John Keats to Fanny Brawne
[Wednesday, 13 October 1819]

My dearest Girl,

This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you from my Mind for ever so short a time.
Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else. The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you against the unpromising morning of my Life. My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you. I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you.
My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – Your note came in just here – I cannot be happier away from you. ‘Tis richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that. I could die for you. 
My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet. You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist; and yet I could resist till I saw you; and ever since I have seen you I have endeavored often ‘to reason against the reasons of my Love.’ I can do that no more – the pain would be too great. My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.

Yours for ever,
John Keats

Can you imagine anything more intimate?

Keats’ hopelessness against the intensity of his emotions empowers his words, electrifies them. I can see him now, with his heart on his sleeve and his throat unable to even whisper, writing awayhis joy and despair mingling with each other. I can taste his impatience with my eyes. I can see his eyes tingling with tears, in remembrance of a sweet face and an even sweeter kiss.

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My Aesthetic. Reusing it here because..well..WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT?!!

These letters aren’t just pieces of paper with words written on them. They are testaments to their devotion, the humbling of their great minds.

Let’s cherish them, shall we? As much as we can. as long as we can.

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This month, I wanted to share and discuss with you some of my favorite letters from my most prized book, a collection of love letters. It was just an impulse buy for me but I have been doting on this little piece of beauty ever since I read it the first time.

I have read these letters unnumbered times and yet, whenever I go back, I am struck with their elegance. EVERY SINGLE WORD BURNS WITH SUCH PASSIONATE DESIRE AND ADORATION that it was almost cruel to not share them with you. ♥

I hope you come to love them as much as I do.

25 thoughts on “[MY BOOKISH OBSESSIONS] Quills + Parchments // LOVE LETTERS //

    1. Isn’t it?! AND THAT LAST LINE! 😍😍❤️❤️ “My love is selfish” AHHHH! I have read all of Keats’ letters to Fanny but I love this one the best! ITS JUST…TOOO MUCH! 😍😍❤️❤️❤️
      And yeahh…totally depends on what mood you are in while reading them. But still, there is a magic in them which rubs off on you, eventually…❤️❤️

      I AM SOO GLAD YOU LIKED IT! 😍❤️

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    1. Oh? I HOPE YOU WILL LOVEEE IT! John Keats was one of the first poets I read about and his work completely mesmerised me.😍😍❤️❤️ And the Letters were just…AMAZING!
      There is a movie too, I guess? I forget.
      Thank you soo much, Suzanne! ❤️❤️😍

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      1. Me too!! I don’t know anything about the movie but I do hear there is one. Keats is lovely isn’t he. And you’re so right, those letters ❤️🥰❤️. Happy reading RAIN! 🥰❤️❤️

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      2. You toooo, Suzanne! 😍❤️❤️ Let me know when you have finished it! I would LOVE to know your thoughts about it! ❤️❤️ Always ready for a discussion on Keats! 😍❤️❤️

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  1. Reading that letter I could not help thinking that we lost something precious with instant communication as we experience it today: there is something very deep in words that were actually *written* and thought over and over while pouring one’s heart out…
    Thanks for sharing! 🙂

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    1. Seriously! 😞😞 It saddens me too that with all these texts and our loved ones just phone call away, we don’t get an opportunity to feel INTENSE attachment because..everyone is RIGHT THERE! Not that there is anything wrong with that or anything🤣🤣 I just…Since I have never experienced that, I miss those days and wish them back secretly! 😍😍

      I am so glad this letter made you reflect on it! ❤️❤️ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR COMMENTING, Maddalena! ❤️❤️

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  2. This book sounds absolutely lovely! I am going to have to get a copy of this myself. The emotions here are just so raw and I am intrigued to read more. Thanks so much for sharing this. ❤

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    1. OH PLEAASE DOOO, Lori!! 😍😍❤️ I found at an old bookshop but it’s titled Everyman’s Love Letters (anthology) so maybe you can search for it like that?!

      THANK YOU SOOO MUCH FOR READINGG!! 😍😍❤️❤️❤️

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    1. Isnt it!? 😍😍❤️ He is just sooooo…😍😍😍❤️❤️ And every word he writes burns with passion for Fanny and I can’t help but feel jealousy slythering in my heart…😍😍😭😭😭

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  3. Is it just me or the passion in these letters oozes with the same level of enthusiasm and love that you give all of us in this blogging community?!?! Hahahah Thank you so much for sharing this with us though. I definitely does sound super powerful and your aesthetic makes this even more compelling.

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    1. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Well, maybe I just wanted to remind you all how good you guys have it now that I am back to rain love and joy all over your blogs!! HHAHHAHHAHAHHA 😉😉🤣🤣🤣

      Seriously though..THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH, Lashaan, for reading because THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE LETTERS!! 😍😍 And John Keats + Fanny Brawne = 😍😍😍❤️❤️

      Oh, that aesthetic! Took a LOOONGG time to make it, you know. But I think it was worth it. 😊😊

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    1. Thank YOU for taking the time to read itt!! 😍😍😍 I always feel SOO HONORED WHEN YOU COMMENT ON MY POSTS AND I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING! 🤣🤣😍😍😍 (fan here!! 👻👻❤️❤️🤪🤪)

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