Letter

 1 XIV    | politeness came from the heart. Remember me to all the very kind
 2 XVII   |         number here and I don’t remember the month.~I read, straight
 3 XXXIX  |         and when you go to rest remember that someone loves you.
 4 XLII   |      all my heart, dear friend; remember me to your mother, to your
 5 XLII   |         me of them, but I don’t remember at all. I will tell you
 6 LIV    |       time to think of friends, remember your old comrade and send
 7 XCVI   |         in Paris, he told me to remember him to you.~I left Cadio
 8 CVII   |      real from the fantastic. I remember very clearly that at five
 9 CXCIII |       of our little girls. They remember you, and tell me I must
10 CCXXXI |       all that bore you?~Do you remember the editors, the theatrical
11 CCLXII |     without anxieties. One must remember the good Frenchmen who cried “
12 CCLXXV |    clerks whom I do not know! I remember, as for Levy himself, saying
13 CCCVIII|       of art, namely, beauty. I remember having felt my heart beat
14 CCCXIII|     letter today, charges me to remember him to her, and, for my