A woman's best love letters are always written to the man she is betraying.
99% of natural poets discovered their talents through love letters.
A prudent man will read the letter from back to front.
I was very pleased with your kind letter. Until now I never dreamed of being something like a hero. But since you've given me the nomination I feel that I am one.
The 27th letter has always been my favorite letter of the alphabet. But, then, I also love ghost stories, invisible beings, the supernatural, and Bigfoot. Just ask The Mythical Mr. Boo, who’s first name begins with the 27th letter.
I expect to think that I would rather be author of your book [The Origin of Species] than of any other on Nat. Hist. Science. [Letter to Charles Darwin 12 Dec 1859]
I travel because it makes me realize how much I haven't seen, how much I'm not going to see, and how much I still need to see." - The Legacy Letters, by Carew Papritz
Christine Vole: It isn't even my letter paper! I write my letters on small, blue paper with my initials on it? Sir Wilfrid: Like these? [pulling out a sheaf of letters on blue paper] Christine Vole: Damn you! Damn you! Let me go! Let me get out of he...
God does not play dice with the universe.
You little prick. It's a whelk...it's a...it's a...dead whelk!
Smugness is the Great Catholic Sin.
You will never be alone with a poet in your pocket.
love is a drop of blood in a pool of tears
The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.
You have to know how to be vulgar. Paint with four-letter words.
They call it golf because all the other four-letter words were taken.
I save her marked-up manuscripts as an unluckier husband might save love letters.
He read the letter again, but could not take in any more meaning than he had done the first time and was reduced to staring at the handwriting itself. She had made her g's the same way he did : he searched through the letter for every one of them, an...
I am conscious of a soul-sense that lifts me above the narrow, cramping circumstances of my life. My physical limitations are forgotten- my world lies upward, the length and the breadth and the sweep of the heavens are mine!
A dream which has not been interpreted is like a letter unread.
We are not called upon to do all the good that is possible, but only that which we can do.
