Letter to Michael, September 1921
“Today, I’m sick, despondent, languid. All night long I tossed and turned, and I have a fever. I’m not going to tell you why. Perhaps I’ve gone mad.”
References
MPA: 17/02 Quoted in Dale 2016, 63.
“Today, I’m sick, despondent, languid. All night long I tossed and turned, and I have a fever. I’m not going to tell you why. Perhaps I’ve gone mad.”
MPA: 17/02 Quoted in Dale 2016, 63.