“A telegram from you Dearest, best part of what I am… This morning after I had sent you a twenty-six-page [letter] registered—I came back & broke down again—There was so much more to say in the letter & I realized I hadn’t said it—that I felt no matter what I wrote I couldn’t make you feel what really was eating me up—killing me—Not your being away but that terrible lack of togetherness when you left—& I know that without that I am lost—…” - Alfred Stieglitz (1864-19...
