Jess
This collection of letters took me on a journey I was not, perhaps could never be, prepared for. What a truly spectacular mind the world lost in 1940. Watching Benjamin develop as a thinker, a friend, a loved one... through his own interpersonal words felt like an intimate glimpse into this man's soul. Witty, determined, flawed. I genuinely, in this moment and for the last several hundred pages, am mourning a real loss across time and space.
This collection of letters took me on a journey I was not, perhaps could never be, prepared for. What a truly spectacular mind the world lost in 1940. Watching Benjamin develop as a thinker, a friend, a loved one... through his own interpersonal words felt like an intimate glimpse into this man's soul. Witty, determined, flawed. I genuinely, in this moment and for the last several hundred pages, am mourning a real loss across time and space.