My only desire would be to be silent near you, as at certain times, or to wake up, you still asleep, to look at you for a long time, waiting for your awakening. That was it, my love, that was happiness! Albert Camus to Maria Casares

J’attends le miracle toujours renouvelé de ta présence Maria Casares to Albert Camus

This unfortunate love is not what you deserve Albert Camus to Maria Casares

When I think of us it seems absurd to not believe in eternity Maria Casares to Albert Camus

In the letters, desire is sustained through fragments, concentrated moments spent together mythologized during those apart
Stephanie LaCava, The Paris Review