From a letter of Lewis Carroll's (he who wrote Alice in Wonderland) to a young admirer;
I am so sorry, and so ashamed! Do you know, I didn't even know of your existence! And it was such a surprise to hear that you had sent me your love! I felt just as if Nobody had suddenly run into the room, and given me a kiss! (That's the thing which happens to me, most days, just now.) If I only I had known you were existing, I would have sent you heaps of love, long ago. And, now I come to think about it, I ought to have sent you the love without being so particular about whether you existed or not. In some ways, you know, people that don't exist, are much nicer than people who do. For instance, people that don't exist are never cross: and they never contradict you: and they never tread on your toes! Oh, they're so much nicer than people who do exist! However, never mind; you can't help existing, you know....
(22 May 1891)
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To Wenyan & Joey who laughed at me over the phone just now. (inside joke)
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