Because thou writest me often, I thank thee ... Never do I receive a letter from thee, but immediately we are together.
SenecaTag: friendship letters company
If the portraits of our absent friends are pleasant to us, which renew our memory of them and relieve our regret for their absence by a false and empty consolation, how much more pleasant are letters which bring us the written characters of the absent friend.
Héloïse d'ArgenteuilTag: friendship friends letters pleasure memories portraits regret longing company missing consolation absence pictures images
My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against my tremulous hands which loose the string
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
This said, -- he wished to have me in his sight
Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring
To come and touch my hand ... a simple thing,
Yet I wept for it! -- this, ... the paper's light ...
Said, Dear I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future thundered on my past.
This said, I am thine -- and so its ink has paled
With lying at my heart that beat too fast.
And this ... O Love, thy words have ill availed
If, what this said, I dared repeat at last!
Tag: friendship love letters longing courtship promises visits
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
Franz KafkaTwo words. Three vowels. Four constenants. Seven letters. It can either cut you open to the core and leave you in ungodly pain or it can free your soul and lift a tremendous weight off you shoulders. The phrase is: It's over.
Maggi RichardTag: words love letters heartbreak breaking-up
As usual, it struck me that letters were the only really satisfactory form of literature. They give one the facts so amazingly, don't they? I felt when I got to the end that I'd lived for years in that set. But oh dearie me I am glad that I'm not in it!
Lytton StracheyTag: literature letters letter
We are like children who look at print and see a serpent in the last letter but one, and a sword in the last.
Gene WolfeTag: letters understanding
Only in hindsight can we see that out fears and worries were unwarranted, that insecurities and doubts were just illussions, or that we should have taken a risk or dared something new sooner.
Ellyn SpraginsTag: women letters extraordinary-women
where was I? in remarking that me is the envelopes and not nearly so much so, the often foolish letters inside.
Edward GoreyTag: letters correspondence letter-writing letter-art
We live and breathe words. .... It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt--I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted--and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.
Cassandra ClareTag: love writing dreams power-of-words letters love-at-first-sight
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