Collected Letters Volume One: Family Letters 1905–1931. Walter Hooper. Читать онлайн. Newlib. NEWLIB.NET

Автор: Walter Hooper
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Жанр произведения: Биографии и Мемуары
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any of the great love-literature of any time or country, you will find they all agree with me, and have nothing to say about your theory that ‘love=friendship+sensual feelings’. Take the case I mentioned before. Were Louis & Shirley ever friends, or could they ever be? Bah! Don’t talk twaddle. On the contrary, the mental love may exist without the sensual or vice versa, but I doubt if either could exist together with friendship. What nonsense we both talk, don’t we? If any third person saw our letters they would have great ‘diversion’ wouldn’t they?

      Yours

      Jack

       TO HIS FATHER (LP V: 24-5):

      [Gastons]

      Postmark: 22 October 1915

      My dear Papy,

      The chief amusement here is the Zeppelins. We saw the bombardment of Waterloo station going on that last time they were here: at least that is what we were told it was. All you could see were some electrical flashes in the sky caused by the bombs, and of course it was too far away to hear anything. Now that people know that they are about, we are always hearing them going over at nights, but it usually turns out to be a motor byke in the distance. Once we heard the noise of the thump of a hammer at Guildford, and people said that was the dropping of bombs, but I have my doubts.

      your loving

      son Jack

       TO HIS FATHER (LP V: 31):

      [Gastons]

      Postmark: 11 November 1915

      My dear Papy,

      As to the overcoat, I agree with you that it will be better to leave the business till the holydays, as the effort to make Bamford understand anything at all under any circumstances whatever is by no means child’s play. I hope you have not any urgent desire for the other one. According to my computations the half term was about three days ago. As I must now go and add to the glories of Greek literature by a very choice fragment of Attic prose, good night.

      your loving son,

      Jack

       TO HIS FATHER (LP V: 22):

      [Gastons

      15? November 1915]

      My dear Papy,

      The youth’s name is Terence Ford, and I know nothing more about him except that he lived in the suburbs of Manchester