The people who send us fan mail written in blood say the nicest things, so it doesn't freak us out too much.
— Davey Havok

If it looks like shit, smells like shit, mail it to your enemy... he'll know what to do with it.
— Doug Horton

When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.
— John Irving

Always write angry letters to your enemies. Never mail them.
— James Fallows

My mother answers all my fan mail.
— Patti Smith