“We missed him while he was with us…”

“Austin’s Family went to Geneva, and Austin lived with us four weeks. It seemed peculiar-pathetic-and Antediluvian. We missed him while he was with us and missed him when he was gone. All is so very curious…”

–Emily Dickinson, letter to Mrs. J.G. Holland, late January 1875

Long Day’s Journey Into Night

Through a Glass Darkly (1961)

It was like walking on the bottom of the sea. As if I had drowned long ago…

― Eugene O’Neill, Long Day’s Journey Into Night