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in a pretty deep valley with [[Tanen wally?]] on all sides of me. It has seemed at times that all people
in a pretty deep valley with [[Tanen wally?]] on all sides of me. It has seemed at times that all people
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deep ocean and my voice could not reach you.
deep ocean and my voice could not reach you.
   Now it seems to me I am a little coming up to the surface again.
   Now it seems to me I am a little coming up to the surface again.
   It is partly the thing that I hope you Charles may avoid. But how can it be avoided. A [[name?]]
   It is partly the thing that I hope you Charles may avoid. But how can it be avoided. A man
publishes a book or hangs a picture. He does it with some humility that such mean motives are attributed to
publishes a book or hangs a picture. He does it with some humility but such mean motives are attributed to
[[nive?]], then is such a wallowing that he ends up by feeling dirty, dirty, dirty.
him, there is such a wallowing that he ends up by feeling dirty, dirty, dirty.
   For some reason I [[came? am?]] to be a person about whom a controversy must always go on. with every
   For some reason I seem to be a person about whom a controversy must always go on. with every
new book I feel this invasion. Perhaps painters never quite have to go through that.
new book I feel this invasion. Perhaps painters never quite have to go through that.
   You are right about the town and the country here. Temporarily,
   You are right about the town and the country here. Temporarily,

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page out of order 2 in a pretty deep valley with Tanen wally? on all sides of me. It has seemed at times that all people I loved and who loved me were immeasurably far away. It was as though you had gone away, over some deep ocean and my voice could not reach you.

 Now it seems to me I am a little coming up to the surface again.
 It is partly the thing that I hope you Charles may avoid. But how can it be avoided. A man

publishes a book or hangs a picture. He does it with some humility but such mean motives are attributed to him, there is such a wallowing that he ends up by feeling dirty, dirty, dirty.

 For some reason I seem to be a person about whom a controversy must always go on. with every

new book I feel this invasion. Perhaps painters never quite have to go through that.

 You are right about the town and the country here. Temporarily,