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Love Letters
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“Men who write love letters don't live in this century.”
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“Beware of the man who writes flowery love letters; / he is preparing for years of silence.”
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“Living is cold and technical without you, a death mask of itself. ... All afternoon I've been writing soggy words in the rain and feeling dank inside, and thinking of you. When a person crosses your high forehead and slides down into the pleasant valleys about your dear mouth it's like Hannibal crossing the Alps.”
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“It seemed very sad to see you going off in your new shoes alone.”
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“[To her late husband, King Hussein:] I will not fail you, my love. I will continue on the path we shared, and I know you will be there to help me, as you always were. And when we meet again at the journey's end, and we laugh together once more, I will have a thousand things to tell you.”
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“... should I draw you the picture of my heart, it would be what I hope you still would love, though it contained nothing new. The early possession you obtained there, and the absolute power you have ever maintained over it, leave not the smallest space unoccupied. I look back to the early days of our acquaintance and friendship, as to the days of love and innocence, and with an indescribable pleasure I have seen near a score of years roll over our heads, with an affection heightened and improved by time; nor have the dreary years of absence in the smallest degree effaced from my mind the image of the dear, untitled man to whom I gave my heart.”
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“'Tis four months wanting three days since we parted. Every day of the time I have mourned the absence of my friend, and felt a vacancy in my heart which nothing, nothing can supply. In vain the spring blooms or the birds sing. Their music has not its former melody, nor the spring its usual pleasures. I look around with a melancholy delight and sigh for my absent partner.”
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“I must entreat you to remember me often. I never think your letters half long enough.”
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“A real love letter is absolutely ridiculous to everyone except the writer and the recipient.”
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“Did you ever read a love-letter that wasn't an evidence of idiocy — except your own?”
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“I like love-letters. The more passion you put in the better, Billy. Soon you will know just how to suit my taste in letters. I am greedy for compliments and passion.”
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“When I am dead, I am certain that the imprint of my love will be found on my heart. It is impossible to worship as I do without leaving some visible trace behind when life is over.”
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“I must have true love or nothing.”
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“... I could dispense with life sooner than with your love.”
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“I love you because I love you, because it would be impossible for me not to love you. I love you without question, without calculation, without reason good or bad, faithfully, with all my heart and soul, and every faculty.”
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“... I see only you, think only of you, speak only to you, touch only you, breathe you, desire you, dream of you; in a word, I love you!”
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“A fire that no longer blazes is quickly smothered in ashes. Only a love that scorches and dazzles is worthy of the name. Mine is like that.”
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“... I was more pleased with possessing your heart than with any other happiness, and the man was the thing I least valued in you.”
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“Letters were first invented for consoling such solitary wretches as myself. Having lost the substantial pleasures of seeing and possessing you, I shall in some measure compensate this loss by the satisfaction I shall find in your writing.”
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“If a picture, which is but a mute representation of an object, can give such pleasure, what cannot letters inspire? They have souls; they can speak; they have in them all that force which expresses the transports of the heart; they have all the fire of our passions, they can raise them as much as if the persons themselves were present; they have all the tenderness and the delicacy of speech, and sometimes a boldness of expression even beyond it.”
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“You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and governments have tottered and succumbed before now to that mighty combination ...”
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“There's no finer caress than a love letter, because it makes the world very small, and the writer and reader, the only rulers.”
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“Love letters lack taste. No restraint: falling off cliffs, going up in flames.”
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“[Letter to her future husband, Honoré de Balzac:] For you I am The Stranger, and shall remain so all my life.”
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“A love letter is a caress on paper, a kiss that lasts forever.”
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“If valentines are the equivalent of a gentle rain, love letters have all the power and unpredictability of a tropical storm.”