Have just been thinking that this time last week I was in your arms or you in mine. The world do wag on and its waggery decreases my joys instead of increasing them. Ah， that last night with my arm about your waist！ You haven't forgotten it either， I know. Dear One， we have at least glorious memories of our past together which augur well for the future. It has been sweet， so sweet to me； sweet with the flavor of your adorable personality， My Own. We have a future together， I am sure， that will more than compensate for the Present's sins of omission. And yet， and yet. My God， it is so hard to wait！ I try to bear it with some show of equanimity， to call a patient philosophy to my aid， but it's no use. I want you！ I want you！ I want you！ Bee dear， my own Bee dear， I love you so， so much！ Little wife， little wife， I adore you！
But now， alas， when I need you so much you are worlds away from me and
"I am a prince of thwarted ecstasy
Of unassuaged desire."
But a week from tonight. Delirious thought！
Gene
Tuesday Night， October 6，1914
我的寶貝：
我再一次回到了老地方，覺得比以前更孤單和傷感。我不得不離開你，這真令人難以忍受。我真誠地向上帝祈禱，願不久以後人們不再受相思之苦的煎熬，生活不再如此可怕，充滿痛苦。啊，我的寶貝，我的寶貝，我是多麽愛你啊！我們分開時，那無情的時光拖著沉重的步伐，是多麽難熬啊！
我回想起昨天晚上那充滿魅力的你。然後，從無比孤獨的內心深處發出呻吟，傳達了我巨大的願望：“唉！讓我們，讓我們隻擁有昨天吧！”
對我來說，生活已經成為幻影，隻剩下兩種真實：你，以及我對你的愛。其他的一切都是虛幻的、模糊的陰影，它們是毫無意義、徒勞的煩惱。我的存在隻在你身上體現，隻有當我從你的眼裏看到自己的形象時，我才能容忍自己。在你那雙灰色的、像一泓秋水的眼眸裏，這位納西索斯看見了他自己，自我欣賞，並且為自己出現在那裏而感到自豪。