As a historical novelist, there is very little I like more than spending time sorting through boxes of old letters, diaries, maps, trinkets, and baubles.
Think not of the fragility of life, but of the power of books, when mere words have the ability to change our lives simply by being next to each other.
There are no boundaries concerning your passion for education. No harm done, no offense given! Those who take education as an ass-suffering task makes it so because they have a phobia for alphabets.
I only wrote prose before I met you. My musings were superfluous and serious as well. But now the words dance with me. I sing with them and we create poetry.
Contradictions, in any communication, are the first stepping stones of mistrust
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.
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
Our parents are the coolest parents ever. No other generation went on from writing letters to their own parents to sending snapchats to their own kids.
I miss u i love youthere's no second ive lived you can't call your own
Why not fall in love with an artist? Otherwise there are no letters, pictures, paintings and songs for you when you wake up.
No revolution is made out of shame. I reply: Shame is already revolution of a kind
Where was I? in remarking that me is the envelopes and not nearly so much so, the often foolish letters inside.
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
Dashes and disappointments are not canonical Scripture.
I've always found old bookstores exciting. Whenever I'm in a city that's new to me, I immedicately look through the telephone directory for BOOKS, USED AND RARE. Book dealers send me their catalogs, a...
Only in hindsight can we see that out fears and worries were unwarranted, that insecurities and doubts were just illussions, or that we should have taken a risk or dared something new sooner.
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 it.
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 dr...
If you sent speaking pages, they would be like a brother to me.
I am, I must confess, an obsessive and superstitious letter-writer. When I am troubled I will write any long letter rather than make a telephone call. This is perhaps because I invest letters with mag...