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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Watch Dog</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @the-watchdog)</generator><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4i1uftasM1rnxlvwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24455307036</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24455307036</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 01:03:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>In June of 1945, Arline Feynman — high-school sweetheart and wife of the hugely influential...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;In June of 1945, Arline Feynman — high-school sweetheart and wife of the hugely influential physicist, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Feynman"&gt;Richard Feynman&lt;/a&gt; — passed away after succumbing to tuberculosis. She was 25-years-old. 16 months later, in October of 1946, Richard wrote his late wife the following love letter and sealed it in an envelope. It remained unopened until after his death in 1988. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;October 17, 1946&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;D’Arline,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I adore you, sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know how much you like to hear that — but I don’t only write it because you like it — I write it because it makes me warm all over inside to write it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you — almost two years but I know you’ll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic; and I thought there was no sense to writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;But now I know my darling wife that it is right to do what I have delayed in doing, and that I have done so much in the past. I want to tell you I love you. I want to love you. I always will love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I find it hard to understand in my mind what it means to love you after you are dead — but I still want to comfort and take care of you — and I want you to love me and care for me. I want to have problems to discuss with you — I want to do little projects with you. I never thought until just now that we can do that. What should we do. We started to learn to make clothes together — or learn Chinese — or getting a movie projector. Can’t I do something now? No. I am alone without you and you were the “idea-woman” and general instigator of all our wild adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;When you were sick you worried because you could not give me something that you wanted to and thought I needed. You needn’t have worried. Just as I told you then there was no real need because I loved you in so many ways so much. And now it is clearly even more true — you can give me nothing now yet I love you so that you stand in my way of loving anyone else — but I want you to stand there. You, dead, are so much better than anyone else alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know you will assure me that I am foolish and that you want me to have full happiness and don’t want to be in my way. I’ll bet you are surprised that I don’t even have a girlfriend (except you, sweetheart) after two years. But you can’t help it, darling, nor can I — I don’t understand it, for I have met many girls and very nice ones and I don’t want to remain alone — but in two or three meetings they all seem ashes. You only are left to me. You are real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;My darling wife, I do adore you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love my wife. My wife is dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;P.S. Please excuse my not mailing this — but I don’t know your new address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24455293861</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24455293861</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 01:03:37 -0400</pubDate><category>lit</category><category>quote</category><category>love letters</category><category>arline feynman</category><category>richard feynman</category><category>god</category><category>idsjis</category></item><item><title>censu:

TROY R HEWITT
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m46ec9Fdqq1qfllfmo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://censu.tumblr.com/post/23372822043/troy-r-hewitt"&gt;censu&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/42765037@N06/"&gt;TROY R HEWITT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454937174</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454937174</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:55:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4uc4gVhI71rwie7bo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454930583</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454930583</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:55:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ennayak:

Autumn light. (by Lauris Love)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4vzh91lle1qau78ho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ennayak.tumblr.com/post/24125412014"&gt;ennayak&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Autumn light. (by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/laurislof/5033444525/in/photostream/"&gt;Lauris Love&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454926008</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454926008</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:55:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>pythons:

(by Teej M)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpql9aX2ai1qa5dhdo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pythons.tumblr.com/post/8754615799/by-teej-m"&gt;pythons&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/teejmphotos/4391666228/sizes/l/in/photostream/"&gt;Teej M&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454921445</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454921445</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:55:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>forestric:

(by ismond)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4a2yoOM5E1rvlxjlo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://forestric.tumblr.com/post/24122673893/by-ismond"&gt;forestric&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/45097030@N07/5120775871/"&gt;ismond&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454916605</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454916605</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:55:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>cloux:

(by Janis Ganga)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvcgk324lw1qiyz28o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cloux.tumblr.com/post/13430016873"&gt;cloux&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/janisganga/6360829523/in/photostream"&gt;Janis Ganga&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454912194</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454912194</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:55:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I fell in love with books. Some people find beauty in music, some in painting, some in landscape,..."</title><description>““I fell in love with books. Some people find beauty in music, some in painting, some in landscape, but I find it in words. By beauty, I mean the feeling you have suddenly glimpsed another world, or looked into a portal that reveals a kind of magic or romance out of which the world has been constructed, a feeling there is something more than the mundane, and a reason for our plodding.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Donald Miller (&lt;em&gt;To Own a Dragon: Reflections on Growing Up Without a Father&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454849129</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454849129</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:53:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
Typewriters of Writers
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m42obgKbjP1qz6f9yo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doobybrain.com/2012/03/12/smith-journal/"&gt;Typewriters of Writers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454845963</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454845963</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:53:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>eternityonwings:

untitled by jessicadeanharrison on Flickr.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4rf73CU381qd25w3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://eternityonwings.tumblr.com/post/23974982068/untitled-by-jessicadeanharrison-on-flickr"&gt;eternityonwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessicadeanharrison/6126491094/" title="untitled"&gt;untitled&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessicadeanharrison/"&gt;jessicadeanharrison&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454811995</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454811995</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:53:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>over-ture:

happy cafe time by **mog** on Flickr.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m53bq4Xrjn1qe2gajo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://over-ture.tumblr.com/post/24397766675/happy-cafe-time-by-mog-on-flickr"&gt;over-ture&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49575362@N05/7332116402/" title="happy cafe time"&gt;happy cafe time&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49575362@N05/"&gt;**mog**&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454803725</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454803725</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:52:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>over-ture:

beautiful (by blackteaj.justice)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m549wsw4Ye1qe2gajo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://over-ture.tumblr.com/post/24454718860/beautiful-by-blackteaj-justice"&gt;over-ture&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;beautiful (by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blackteajjustice/7325540882/in/faves-digianalogue/"&gt;blackteaj.justice&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454798094</link><guid>http://the-watchdog.tumblr.com/post/24454798094</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 00:52:47 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
