The chase was on as to where those letters were.

I’m sorry to hear you’re jobless.” I need to network with people who encounter letters on a daily basis in math equations, not romantic poetry.

Are you keeping up your good studies at school and working as hard as you always did?

Who knew paper and ink could be so vicious

My dearest Mary,Both my words and my conduct at our last meeting were ungentlemanly – born of haste and high emotion, rather than friendship and good judgement – and yet I cannot find it within...

Your narrative may fail to grip if you haven’t taken any care to find out how well or badly your audience member is faring (or feeling).

My writings are my letters to the universe, who loved me like a mother.

Jeannot la bêtise des amoureux est immense, végétale, animale, astrale. Que faire? Comment te faire comprendre que je n’existe plus en dehors de toi.

I don’t get as much fan mail as an actor or singer would, but when I get a letter 99% of the time it’s pointing out something that really had an impact. Like after ‘My...

To write is human, to receive a letter: Devine!

I have only made this letter longer because I have not had the time to make it shorter.”(Letter 16, 1657)

Mientras estaba tendido allí, a un paso de mí yacía un escarabajo, patas arriba, desesperado. No podía enderezarse, me habría gustado ayudarlo, era tan fácil hacerlo, bastaba un paso y un empujoncito para brindarle una...

I have tried to be a man of letters in love with ideas in order to be a wiser and more loving person, hoping to leave the world just a little better than I found...

Our staff is excited about the men Stony Brook University has signed to the National Letters of Intent. These men will make us a better program on the field, in the classroom and in the...

Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone, will sit, read, write long letters through the evening, and wander on the boulevards, up and down, restlessly, while dry...

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the...

Remember that we always love and think of you. Always. Mother.

I really should be studying now, but you’re much more important to me than a .50 calibre machine gun.

Dear, I can’t write, it’s all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession.

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.