In the midst of great joy, do not promise anyone anything.

In the midst of great anger, do not answer anyone's letter.

Beauty is a good letter of introduction.

I refused to attend his funeral. But I wrote a very nice letter explaining that I approved of it.

A woman's best love letters are always written to the man she is betraying.

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This is my letter to the world That never wrote to me

Personal beauty is a greater recommendation than any letter of reference.

I have made this letter longer, because I have not had the time to make it shorter.

To find out your real opinion of someone, judge the impression you have when you first see a letter from them.

You deserve a longer letter than this;

but it is my unhappy fate seldom to treat people so well as they deserve.

The present letter is a very long one, simply because I had no leisure to make it shorter.

Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company.

Woe to the makers of literal translations, who by rendering every word weaken the meaning! It is indeed by so doing that we can say the letter kills and the spirit gives life.

I have proved by actual trial that a letter, that takes an hour to write, takes only about 3 minutes to read!

Anger is one letter short of danger, Greatest remedy for anger is delay

And none will hear the postman's knockWithout a quickening of the heart.

For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls. For, thus friends absent speak.

I hold that the parentheses are by far the most important parts of a non-business letter.

I have received no more than one or two letters in my life that were worth the postage.

Letters to absence can a voice impart,And lend a tongue when distance gags the heart.

This at least should be a rule through the letter-writing world: that no angry letter be posted till four-and-twenty hours will have elapsed since it was written.

A graceful and pleasing figure is a perpetual letter of recommendation.

More than kisses letters mingle souls.

Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them.

Or don't you like to write letters. I do because it's such a swell way to keep from working and yet feel you've done something.

Correspondences are like small clothes before the invention of suspenders;

it is impossible to keep them up.

If you want to know your true opinion of someone, watch the effect produced in you by the first sight of a letter from him.

I write a story as if it were a letter to someone and essentially, that's what you do.

If I had more time I would write a shorter letter.

Letters are like wine; if they are sound they ripen with keeping. A man should lay down letters as he does a cellar of wine.

Politeness is as much concerned in answering letters within a reasonable time, as it is in returning a bow, immediately.

A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend?

SIR, more than kisses, letters mingle souls,For thus, friends absent speak.

Letters have to pass two tests before they can be classed as good: they must express the personality both of the writer and of the recipient.

Please write again soon. Though my own life is filled with activity, letters encourage momentary escape into others lives and I come back to my own with greater contentment.

Never write a letter if you can help it, and never destroy one!

It does me good to write a letter which is not a response to a demand, a gratuitous letter, so to speak, which has accumulated in me like the waters of a reservoir.

A letter is an unannounced visit, the postman the agent of rude surprises.

One ought to reserve an hour a week for receiving letters and afterwards take a bath.

You don't know a woman until you have received a letter from her.

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.

I have owed you this letter for a very long time-but my fingers have avoided the pencil as though it were an old and poisoned tool.

Journalism's ultimate purpose is to inform the reader, to bring him each day a letter from home and never to permit the serving of special interests.

Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.

My spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.

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

Ducking for apples -- change one letter and it's the story of my life.

The point I wish to make is this: President William McKinley gave Rowan a letter to be delivered to Garcia; Rowan took the letter & did not ask, Where is he at? By the Eternal! there is a man whose form should be cast in deathless bronze & the statue placed in every college of the land. It is not book-learning young men need, nor instruction about this and that, but a stiffening of the vertebrae which will cause them to be loyal to a trust, to act promptly, concentrate their energies: do the thingCarry a message to Garcia!

But let me beseech you, Sir, not to let this letter get into a newspaper.

Tranquillity, at my age, is the supreme good of life. I think it a duty, and it is my earnest wish, to take no further part in public affairs. The abuse of confidence by publishing my letters has cost me more than all other pains.

So, dear friend, put fear out of your heart.

This nation will survive, this state will prosper, the orderly business of life will go forward if only men can speak in whatever way given them to utter what their hearts holdby voice, by posted card, by letter or by press. Reason never has failed men. Only force and repression have made the wrecks in the world.

Of all the barbarous middle ages, that which is most barbarous is the middle age of man! it is -- I really scarce know what; but when we hover between fool and sage, and don't know justly what we would be at -- a period something like a printed page, black letter upon foolscap, while our hair grows grizzled, and we are not what we were.

Happy is the novelist who manages to preserve an actual love letter that he received when he was young within a work of fiction, embedded in it like a clean bullet in flabby flesh and quite secure there, among spurious lives.