Once I am dead, it will represent only the shell of an enigma...I will give you more details later.
If details are not there, I beg you not to plunge unexpectedly into my few secrets, or read my letters if any are found, or look at my photographs if any turn up.
I am not frightened of the truth.
I am not afraid to tell a secret.
But until now, words have been frailer and more cunning than I would have liked.