#letters

I get a lot of letters from people. ↗

— George Osborne

#i #letters #lot #people

I will never understand people who think that the way to show their righteous opposition to sexual freedom is to write letters full of filthy words. ↗

— Anna Quindlen

#freedom #full #i #letters #never

Books and opinions, no matter from whom they came, if they are in opposition to human rights, are nothing but dead letters. ↗

— Ernestine L. Rose

#came #dead #human #human rights #letters

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 others. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#letters #beauty

I am constantly getting letters from inconsistancies in the back stories of these characters. ↗

— Joe Murray

#back #characters #constantly #getting #i

I'm receiving 300 to 500 letters every week from people telling me that God used my stories to save their marriage or to introduce them to Christ or to heal a relationship that had been broken. ↗

— Karen Kingsbury

#broken #christ #every #god #had

One of the things that's pretty unique about nu shu, when you look especially at these old letters and stories that have been saved, is that there are certain lines that are very standard that are used again and again. It's almost like a formula in a sense, so that these certain lines come up again and again. ↗

— Lisa See

#again #almost #been #certain #come

I've never had a love letter before. Not from anyone. It is a most wonderful thing to receive. I realise that it makes a present to me of your life, not just your love. ↗

— Anthony McDonald

#love #life

If a man loves you he’s not going to ask you to give up the things you love. ↗

— Geraldine Solon

#love-letters #relationships #love

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 since I had left home I told my love what kind of darkness surrounded me here. I forgot all the sweet things my father had said to my mother when he was away. I forgot how they got her through all those long and lonely nights. ↗

— Talon P.S.

#dear-john #letters #soldiers #war #love