No, it is so difficult to say
how much one loves and how.
But it is true that my blood
streams towards you, that my
nerves hunger for you, and that
past and future desire knocks
on the door for you. God can
describe what sort of love ours
is, I give it up entirely; but
that we have unveiled to each
other what we have kept hidden
from others, that we have dug
up for each other roots that
haven't previously seen the
light, that is true enough.
* Percy Grainger, to Karen Holten, September 9th, 1910.
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