Roseena Veronika Hussain

‘Antoine St. Exupery once mourned the loss of a man and the secret treasures that he held inside him. I loved Exupery; I will read him again, and he will talk to me, not being dead, or gone. Is that life after death – mind living on paper and flesh living in offspring? Maybe. I do not know.’

– Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath 1950-1962