Quotes of: Letter Keyword

Honest honey, I feel like crying every time I sit down to write you a letter... I am so unlucky.

Eddie Slovik

When people ask for time, it's always for time to say no. Yes has one more letter in it, but it doesn't take half as long to say.

Edith Wharton

It is exhausting knowing that most of the time the phone rings, most of the time there's an email, most of the time there's a letter, someone wants something of you.

Stephen Fry

General Tadamichi Kuribayashi: You are quite a soldier Saigo: No, just a simple baker

Letters from Iwo Jima

Prince John: Hiss, this is a red letter day. A coup d'etat, to coin the Norman phrase.

Robin Hood

Among the letters my readers write me, there is a certain category which is continuously growing, and which I see as a symptom of the increasing intellectualization of the relationship between readers and literature.

Herman Hesse

Since I was 20 years old, I've been a kind of corporation. I'd wake up in the morning and my job was to be 'Bonnie Raitt' in capital letters.

Bonnie Raitt

I always wondered what the 4 letters in LIFE stands for. I now understand that they stand for: Little Interesting Facts Everyday.

Armin Houman

Love can be expressed in a myriad of different methods, but the most timeless and most treasured will always remain the classic love letter.

Auliq Ice

Control your “anger” because it is just ONE Letter away from “d”anger.

Auliq Ice

Anyone nit-picking enough to write a letter of correction to an editor doubtless deserves the error that provoked it.

Alvin Toffler

Feedback is a pleasant thing. I get a lot of letters from unexpected people in unexpected places.

Brian Aldiss

I'd like to feel that an advertiser gets something extra when they advertise with us - a certain humanity that comes from upbeat and positive human interest letters and success stories.

Casey Kasem

I see by your letter to my father that you are rather afraid the French may invade England.

William John Wills

Want to play hangman? asks Theophile, and I ache to tell him that I have enough on my plate playing quadriplegic. But my communication system disqualifies repartee: the keenest rapier grows dull and falls flat when it takes several minutes to thrust ...

The Diving Bell and the Butterfly

Religious laws, in all the major religious traditions, have both a letter and a spirit. As I understand the words and example of Jesus, the spirit of the law is all-important whereas the letter, while useful… becomes lifeless and deadly without it....

God Laughs & Plays; Churchless Sermons in Response to the Preachments of the Fundamentalist Right

Saw a film on cancer yesterday, shown by the English delegation. No doubt about it. I'm right. "Migratory cancer cells" are amoebic formations. They are produced from disintegrating tissue and thus demonstrate the law of tension and charge in its pur...

Beyond Psychology: Letters and Journals, 1934-1939

I can imagine no greater catastrophe than if I were mistaken, and the theory were correct that what I consider secondary instincts or drives are actually primary instincts! Because in that case the emotional plague would rest upon the support of a na...

American Odyssey: Letters & Journals, 1940-1947

Genealogy becomes a mania, an obsessive struggle to penetrate the past and snatch meaning from an infinity of names. At some point the search becomes futile – there is nothing left to find, no meaning to be dredged out of old receipts, newspaper ar...

The Hairstons: An American Family in Black and White

Not everyone is allotted the chance to become a personality; most remain types, and never experience the rigor of becoming an individual. But those who do so inevitably discover that these struggles bring them into conflict with the normal life of av...

Soul of the Age: Selected Letters, 1891-1962

You moved my head so that it was lying in your lap. "Keep your eyes open," you said. "Stay with me." I tried. It felt like I was using every muscle in my face. But I did it. I saw you from upside down, your lips above my eyes and your eyes above my l...

Stolen: A Letter to My Captor