Violet Keppel Trefusis
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Quotes from correspondence and writings of Violet (Keppel) Trefusis
21 March 1919
O my love, and this time last week we were still free and happy and – together, and all life seemed full of youth and spring and romance.
O my love, and this time last week we were still free and happy and – together, and all life seemed full of youth and spring and romance.
January 21, 2026 at 3:31 AM
21 March 1919
O my love, and this time last week we were still free and happy and – together, and all life seemed full of youth and spring and romance.
O my love, and this time last week we were still free and happy and – together, and all life seemed full of youth and spring and romance.
'perhaps, we must get you married.' Vica made a violent, inarticulate gesture.
January 20, 2026 at 11:31 PM
'perhaps, we must get you married.' Vica made a violent, inarticulate gesture.
1918
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
January 20, 2026 at 7:30 PM
1918
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
1918
You may love me, Mitya, but anyone would be proud to be loved by you, even if they were to be thrown aside and forgotten – for somebody new.
You may love me, Mitya, but anyone would be proud to be loved by you, even if they were to be thrown aside and forgotten – for somebody new.
January 20, 2026 at 3:30 PM
1918
You may love me, Mitya, but anyone would be proud to be loved by you, even if they were to be thrown aside and forgotten – for somebody new.
You may love me, Mitya, but anyone would be proud to be loved by you, even if they were to be thrown aside and forgotten – for somebody new.
20 September 1918
Why are women by far the loveliest things in the world? There’s nothing to touch them, I suppose that’s why I have such an innate admiration for my own sex.
Why are women by far the loveliest things in the world? There’s nothing to touch them, I suppose that’s why I have such an innate admiration for my own sex.
January 20, 2026 at 11:30 AM
20 September 1918
Why are women by far the loveliest things in the world? There’s nothing to touch them, I suppose that’s why I have such an innate admiration for my own sex.
Why are women by far the loveliest things in the world? There’s nothing to touch them, I suppose that’s why I have such an innate admiration for my own sex.
21 March 1919
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
January 20, 2026 at 7:30 AM
21 March 1919
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
21 March 1919
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
January 20, 2026 at 3:29 AM
21 March 1919
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
Are you going to stand by and watch me marry this man? It's unheard of, inconceivable. I belong to you, body and soul.
September 1919
You are beautiful, splendid: full of fire and youth, creative, invigorating, not human!!?? NO !
(How I adore you)
You are beautiful, splendid: full of fire and youth, creative, invigorating, not human!!?? NO !
(How I adore you)
January 19, 2026 at 11:28 PM
September 1919
You are beautiful, splendid: full of fire and youth, creative, invigorating, not human!!?? NO !
(How I adore you)
You are beautiful, splendid: full of fire and youth, creative, invigorating, not human!!?? NO !
(How I adore you)
Flowers were her natural allies, like trees, fruit and animals—everything that grows, sways in the wind, bites and hides. She was one of them, on their side.
January 19, 2026 at 7:27 PM
Flowers were her natural allies, like trees, fruit and animals—everything that grows, sways in the wind, bites and hides. She was one of them, on their side.
16 September 1910
Yesterday a benignant fairy released me from a spell - oh yes! you may think! - which she cast upon me - or rather the part of me usually called one’s memory - in a fit of exasperation about 18 months ago.
Adiós
Yesterday a benignant fairy released me from a spell - oh yes! you may think! - which she cast upon me - or rather the part of me usually called one’s memory - in a fit of exasperation about 18 months ago.
Adiós
January 19, 2026 at 3:28 PM
16 September 1910
Yesterday a benignant fairy released me from a spell - oh yes! you may think! - which she cast upon me - or rather the part of me usually called one’s memory - in a fit of exasperation about 18 months ago.
Adiós
Yesterday a benignant fairy released me from a spell - oh yes! you may think! - which she cast upon me - or rather the part of me usually called one’s memory - in a fit of exasperation about 18 months ago.
Adiós
March 1921
What a pity you are such a fool, Mitya.
What a pity you are such a fool, Mitya.
January 19, 2026 at 11:26 AM
March 1921
What a pity you are such a fool, Mitya.
What a pity you are such a fool, Mitya.
15 October 1910
Thank you with all my heart, dear correspondent, for your charming dissertation on the mountains of Scotland and the delights that they offer at this moment of the year.
Thank you with all my heart, dear correspondent, for your charming dissertation on the mountains of Scotland and the delights that they offer at this moment of the year.
January 19, 2026 at 7:27 AM
15 October 1910
Thank you with all my heart, dear correspondent, for your charming dissertation on the mountains of Scotland and the delights that they offer at this moment of the year.
Thank you with all my heart, dear correspondent, for your charming dissertation on the mountains of Scotland and the delights that they offer at this moment of the year.
Violetta amused herself madly at the expense of others. Which is perhaps not altogether a good thing, but one pardons youth for many things, especially at 16 1/2.
January 19, 2026 at 3:28 AM
Violetta amused herself madly at the expense of others. Which is perhaps not altogether a good thing, but one pardons youth for many things, especially at 16 1/2.
28 August 1920
Darling, I was so spoilt yesterday: I had 4 letters from you, and in that lot only one nasty one which I dutifully answered. The last one you wrote after having received mine, I adored. Bless you for having written it.
Darling, I was so spoilt yesterday: I had 4 letters from you, and in that lot only one nasty one which I dutifully answered. The last one you wrote after having received mine, I adored. Bless you for having written it.
January 18, 2026 at 11:26 PM
28 August 1920
Darling, I was so spoilt yesterday: I had 4 letters from you, and in that lot only one nasty one which I dutifully answered. The last one you wrote after having received mine, I adored. Bless you for having written it.
Darling, I was so spoilt yesterday: I had 4 letters from you, and in that lot only one nasty one which I dutifully answered. The last one you wrote after having received mine, I adored. Bless you for having written it.
Flowers were her natural allies, like trees, fruit and animals—everything that grows, sways in the wind, bites and hides. She was one of them, on their side.
January 18, 2026 at 7:26 PM
Flowers were her natural allies, like trees, fruit and animals—everything that grows, sways in the wind, bites and hides. She was one of them, on their side.
5 November 1918
Good night, most beautiful –
Good night, most beautiful –
January 18, 2026 at 3:26 PM
5 November 1918
Good night, most beautiful –
Good night, most beautiful –
September 1919
Who was my father? A faun undoubtedly! a faun who contracted a mésalliance with a witch.
Who was my father? A faun undoubtedly! a faun who contracted a mésalliance with a witch.
January 18, 2026 at 11:26 AM
September 1919
Who was my father? A faun undoubtedly! a faun who contracted a mésalliance with a witch.
Who was my father? A faun undoubtedly! a faun who contracted a mésalliance with a witch.
July 1919
I went to a horrible dance, and (thought I say it and shouldn't) I was what I consider quite the best-looking and the best-dressed person there –
I went to a horrible dance, and (thought I say it and shouldn't) I was what I consider quite the best-looking and the best-dressed person there –
January 18, 2026 at 7:26 AM
July 1919
I went to a horrible dance, and (thought I say it and shouldn't) I was what I consider quite the best-looking and the best-dressed person there –
I went to a horrible dance, and (thought I say it and shouldn't) I was what I consider quite the best-looking and the best-dressed person there –
25 October 1918
Live, let’s live, you and I – let’s live as none ever lived before, let’s explore, and investigate, let’s tread fearlessly where even the most intrepid have faltered and held back!
Live, let’s live, you and I – let’s live as none ever lived before, let’s explore, and investigate, let’s tread fearlessly where even the most intrepid have faltered and held back!
January 18, 2026 at 3:26 AM
25 October 1918
Live, let’s live, you and I – let’s live as none ever lived before, let’s explore, and investigate, let’s tread fearlessly where even the most intrepid have faltered and held back!
Live, let’s live, you and I – let’s live as none ever lived before, let’s explore, and investigate, let’s tread fearlessly where even the most intrepid have faltered and held back!
December 1910
I flatter myself I am the possessor of one of the most adaptable natures in existence.
I flatter myself I am the possessor of one of the most adaptable natures in existence.
January 17, 2026 at 11:25 PM
December 1910
I flatter myself I am the possessor of one of the most adaptable natures in existence.
I flatter myself I am the possessor of one of the most adaptable natures in existence.
9 September 1919
I want adventure. Adventure veiled and elusive in great cathedrals, wanton and provocative in the place, sly and surreptitious in a baignoire, flippant and derisive in the streets, romantic and difficult in the Earth’s open places!
I want adventure. Adventure veiled and elusive in great cathedrals, wanton and provocative in the place, sly and surreptitious in a baignoire, flippant and derisive in the streets, romantic and difficult in the Earth’s open places!
January 17, 2026 at 7:25 PM
9 September 1919
I want adventure. Adventure veiled and elusive in great cathedrals, wanton and provocative in the place, sly and surreptitious in a baignoire, flippant and derisive in the streets, romantic and difficult in the Earth’s open places!
I want adventure. Adventure veiled and elusive in great cathedrals, wanton and provocative in the place, sly and surreptitious in a baignoire, flippant and derisive in the streets, romantic and difficult in the Earth’s open places!
10 July 1920
Think to yourself: well, it is thanks to me that she has no friends. I must be all her friends; it is thanks to me she feels lonely and desolate. I will see to it that she feels neither.
Think to yourself: well, it is thanks to me that she has no friends. I must be all her friends; it is thanks to me she feels lonely and desolate. I will see to it that she feels neither.
January 17, 2026 at 3:24 PM
10 July 1920
Think to yourself: well, it is thanks to me that she has no friends. I must be all her friends; it is thanks to me she feels lonely and desolate. I will see to it that she feels neither.
Think to yourself: well, it is thanks to me that she has no friends. I must be all her friends; it is thanks to me she feels lonely and desolate. I will see to it that she feels neither.
20 July 1919
If ever anyone was adored and longed for it was you, all my heart and soul cried out for you, Prince of Romance, and most beloved.
If ever anyone was adored and longed for it was you, all my heart and soul cried out for you, Prince of Romance, and most beloved.
January 17, 2026 at 11:22 AM
20 July 1919
If ever anyone was adored and longed for it was you, all my heart and soul cried out for you, Prince of Romance, and most beloved.
If ever anyone was adored and longed for it was you, all my heart and soul cried out for you, Prince of Romance, and most beloved.
1918
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
January 17, 2026 at 7:21 AM
1918
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
How you would adore this place!
The gardens are one mass of blue hydrangeas, and fuschias grow abundantly wild, as in Ireland. There are superimposed ‘layers’ of coastline, like the drop scene of a theatre . . . all wasted because you are not here to see it.
14 October 1920
Test after test is applied to my love, and test after test is vanquished triumphantly. For you I would commit any crime; for you I would sacrifice any other love. My love for you terrifies me.
Test after test is applied to my love, and test after test is vanquished triumphantly. For you I would commit any crime; for you I would sacrifice any other love. My love for you terrifies me.
January 17, 2026 at 3:20 AM
14 October 1920
Test after test is applied to my love, and test after test is vanquished triumphantly. For you I would commit any crime; for you I would sacrifice any other love. My love for you terrifies me.
Test after test is applied to my love, and test after test is vanquished triumphantly. For you I would commit any crime; for you I would sacrifice any other love. My love for you terrifies me.