Let your heart dance with pen and paperNow fill the paper with dancing letters.

A love letter lost in the mail, forgotten, miss delivered and then discovered years later and received by the intended is romantic. A love letter ending up in someone’s spam filter is just annoying.

Because thou writest me often, I thank thee … Never do I receive a letter from thee, but immediately we are together.

Letters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions and she was clearly putting far too much time and energy into them.

Grammar is the grave of letters

The letters of my name are scrambled like eggs. They should be sunny side up, like Dark Jar Tin Zoo.

Some people write letters, in the library.

To me, reading through old letters and journals is like treasure hunting. Somewhere in those faded, handwritten lines there is a story that has been packed away in a dusty old box for years.

What’s left of what your body was —once the girl with bare shoulder blades , giggling, once the girl galloping an imaginary horse, once the girl sleeping in her sequined red dress— was now ash...

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything,at any time,and I am not your fault.

Apesar de eu não saber ler, distinguia bem entre as letras hebraicas, impressas no lado esquerdo do devocionário, e as alemãs, no lado direito. As hebraicas agradavam-me mais: vistosas, arredondadas, levavam, por cima e por...

But as to your writing me that I don’t love you very much, I don’t know whether you’re saying this in earnest or whether I should realise that you’re joking with me. Still, what you...

I thought I had everything until I found you.

That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry — poetry is still first. Cigarettes and alcohol follow

I often fantasize about torturing some of the lazier letters of the alphabet, like C, U, and E, because together they only manage to accomplish as much as the solitary letter Q.

Upstairs on a bus! It’s Unbelievable

Winter arrived with December, and the world continued to suffer the loss of the Internet and most forms of communication. Supply chains were disrupted. The only mass form of personal communication was the letter, and...

There is bad in all good authors: what a pity the converse isn’t true!

Into each dance must be packed the panic and ecstasy of her last moment of life, for underneath was death.

The art of letters will come to an end before A.D. 2000. I shall survive as a curiosity.

Right on cue, I figured out the letter that comes after P.

Is it cross-contamination from the Leahy-Daschle letters? Could’ve been. Is that the easy way out? Maybe.

Dear Beloved woman,Time… so much time has passed since my love wrote his last words for me.And yet I remember it as if it were yesterday. I remember writing back and for the first time...

I have tonight begun reading a stupid, shitty book by Kerouac called Big Sur, and I would give a ball to wake up tomorrow on some empty ridge with a herd of beatniks grazing in...

The stars are brilliant at this time of night and I wander these streets like a ritual I don’t dare to break for darling, the times are quite glorious.I left him by the water’s edge,still...

It has been our experience that American houses insist on very comprehensive editing; that English houses as a rule require little or none and are inclined to go along with the author’s script almost without...

Letter make words. Words make stories. And stories can be changed with strong enough magic.

Contradictions, in any communication, are the first stepping stones of mistrust

From the letters, people would certainly learn more about how a poem is made, … They may learn more about iambic pentameter than they ever wished.

He had never imagined so clearly the consequences of mailing a letter–the impossibility of retrieving it from the iron mouth of the box; the inevitability if its steady progress through the postal system; the passing...

a lover of love.

My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading.

Saki says that youth is like hors d’oeuvres: you are so busy thinking of the next courses you don’t notice it. When you’ve had them, you wish you’d had more hors d’oeuvres.

It’s funny; in this era of e-mail and voice mail and all those things that even I did not grow up with, a plain old paper letter takes on amazing intimacy.

I have 26 silly faces, each represents a different letter of the alphabet. So while you think I am grimacing over what you are talking about, I am really spelling out I love you.

She is probably by this time as tired of me, as I am of her; but as she is too Polite and I am too civil to say so, our letters are still as frequent...

dear today, i spend all of you pretending i’m okay when i’m not, pretending i’m happy when i’m not, pretending about everything to everyone.

I’ve found myself moved by letters and diaries in archives as well as trashy, summer blockbusters. It’s possible to make a connection with any kind of writing – as long as the writing is good.

So, I got a lot of recruitment letters from track.

The future is not in the hands of fate, but in ours.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

We have two national restaurant chains that are interested and one local. We can’t really sign letters of intent yet because we really don’t know how much rent we’ll charge the end users.

I would like to say, write e-mails, send faxes, send letters to your congressmen, to your senators, and tell them ‘Let’s not delay help anymore,’

Absolutely, he did contribute to those letters.

Taxes and Texas—they have the same letters, but only one can go to hell.

(Quoting Goethe:)”We lay aside letters never to read them again, and at last destroy them out of discretion, and so disappears the most beautiful, the most immediate breath of life, irrecoverably for ourselves and for...

Every author really wants to have letters printed in the papers. Unable to make the grade, he drops down a rung of the ladder and writes novels.

And even if something had once been committed to paper, did it mean that it was still true? Always true? Unlike the relative permanence of paint, words were temporal. You uttered them and they evanesced,...

Figures are the most shocking things in the world. The prettiest little squiggles of black looked at in the right light and yet consider the blow they can give you upon the heart.

It’s a lie. There isn’t safety in numbers. But there is safety in letters. There are only 26 letters, and yet they are more powerful than an army of infinite men. Show me a man...