so why this title? let me explain (if you don't cry, you have no soul): -
Thomas Jefferson and his wife Martha, enjoyed reading together “Tristram Shandy” by Laurence Sterne. As Martha lay dying in their bed at just 33, she began writing a passage from the book but too weak, Thomas finished it, transforming the passage into a final dialogue between husband and wife:
[written by Martha] Time wastes too fast: every letter I trace tells me with what rapidity life follows my pen. The days and hours of it are flying over our heads like clouds of windy day, never to return - more every thing presses on -
[written by Thomas] and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, every absence which follows it, are preludes to the eternal separation which we are shortly to make!
It seems like Thomas didn’t have the strength to finish the entire quote: —Heaven have mercy upon us both.
After his wife’s death Jefferson folded the paper with a lock of her hair inside and stashed the cherished memento in a secret drawer beside his bed, where it remained until his death. Its wear showed that it was opened and refolded often.
- note: i read a lot about Jefferson, i know what happened after her death, what he did but there is one thing i'm sure about: he never recovered totaly from her death and she was the only woman he ever really loved. I KNOW I SHOULD STOP DRAWING THEM BUT I CAN'T!!! LEAVE ME ALOOOOONE!!! lineart: [link] media: hands, photoshop
Wow. This is the like, the 5th or 6th picture of this couple that I've clicked on, and I already felt a pain in my chest reading that. I love their features. I just love the couple. I admire imagination that goes more towards the past rather than the fantasy style.