I don't write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.


The letters of Oscar Wilde (ed. 1962)


I don't write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.

I don't write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.

I don't write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.

I don't write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.