Love Letter Quotes

“Though I love you to the core of my being, so thoroughly that every cell comprising me aches to be near you, I must accept that we can never be together. For our existence parallels the sun and the moon—a temptation in constant, beautiful view, yet if the sun were ever to kiss the moon it would devour the heavenly orb whole. Oh, my darling, if only I were the moon! Then I would dare taste your lips and be happy for my last and final joy! But alas, I am the sun, and I will not venture to destroy the one I love.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“Dear Mr. Right

People say you don't exist. Yes, I agree no one is perfect but people can be right with all the imperfections and flaws. Can't they? So, You must know that I do believe in you. I do believe somewhere out there you do exist.

Yesterday my friend told me that you aren't riding a White horse but the tortoise that is why you are taking eons to reach me. But that's okay with me, I don't have any preference for your choice of a commute as long as you are using Google Maps with me as your destination.

You must have detoured a lot. Hope you had fun but now it's time we start our own adventure. So, reach soon.

Yours Forever”
― Ankita Singhal

“With me it is quite stark: I miss you even more than I could have believed, and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.”
― Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf

“Not the letter again?” Simon’s roommate at the Academy, George Lovelace, groaned. He flung himself down on his bed, sweeping an arm melodramatically across his forehead. “Oh, Isabelle, my darling, if I stare at this letter long enough, maybe I’ll telepathically woo you back to my weeping bosom.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Evil We Love

“I'm comming to You.
You are blazing.
I'm giving You a rose.
It embalms sweet.
I'm givin a kiss...
I melt of You.
I melt and flow with You.
Like an ice in a spring river.
I melt and stay.
Sun will vaporise us.
It will take us up into clouds.
And then we both will fall.
Drop by drop.
We'll fall out of the sky.
We'll raise from dew to fog.
Every sunny warm morning.
We'll let the wind pull us with him.
Cooling our selves in forest shadows.
There in silence we'll cool off
One from another.
But in stormy days and nights.
We'll billow and crash.
One to another.
Like crazy and wild.
We'll churn into white foam.
Ashore in sands we'll wait
For the yellow october leaves
Into them we'll fall asleep.
We'll fall into and freeze.

We'll freeze and melt again
And flow and raise and fall again.
Over and over again

Even if we were in separete glasses of water.
We would moove together and whisper.
Even if in the oceans mixed.
We would moove together and sing.

I'm comming to You.
You are blazing.
I'm giving You a rose
It embalms sweet.

...

If I'll ever meet You.
I' ll take our time...
To dance dance dance dance with You...”
― Martins Paparde

“Stars are everything and nothing that we think they are.
They are their own world, but through an act of will we make them part of ours. They are the diamonds of the gods, the lights at a stadium where angels play a midnight game of baseball.
They’re fairy farts that have been set ablaze! Mostly, they’re just an untouchable beauty that’s so far away, it’s the only place safe enough to store our secret hopes and dreams. When we see a shooting start, we all make a wish. But what nobody admits is how afraid they are of actually catching something that fell from heaven. I’m not afraid to burn.
~Hadrian”
― J.M. Evans

“we met one strange summer

in a regular tangle of sticky webs

you had the air of angels sweet but I--

drowned with the damned spirits

in lava oceans fearing your--

foreign static frequency

and grey-green eyes

(I swear they are even if you--

think otherwise): storms

calm ones, calmer than my--

raging coals, empty and dead

you speak of souls like you believe

always an optimist in pessimistic

skin of ivory and titanium mesh...”
― Moonshine Noire

“My soul needs yours”
― Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger

“Dear Samson,
I put your hair
in a jar
by the pear tree
near the well.
I been thinkin’
over what I done
and I still don’t think
God gave you
all that strength
for you to kill
my people.

Love — Delilah”
― Carole C. Gregory

“A love letter can be very short or it can be long; it can be literary or non-literary; it can be bright or dark, cheerful or tragic. But above all, for a love letter to be a love letter it must be sincere!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Jessabelle,
I'm sorry to just leave, but I need some time.
Time to get my head back on straight.
Time to remember who I really am.
Time with my Creator, the one who knew before the foundations of the earth what would happen over the last few days.

I wish more than anything, that I could process all of this with you, go through all of this together, because I'm coming to understand that, out of all the men in the world, God picked me for you. It's so much more than lineage. It's you. How you've come into your own. How you've blossomed and grown. I'm so privileged to see that secret side of you-the side no one else gets to see. The side where you secretly paint your second toenail a different color because everyone else does the fourth one, but you're not sure my mother would approve so you never wear open-toed shoes to show them off. You only eat M&Ms in odd numbers. You use your right hand to put hair behind your ear, but never your left.
You didn't know I knew those things, did you?
I've watched you over the last few months and learned more about you than I realized until I tried to put my thoughts on paper. You're sleeping just feet away from me as I write this. Your even breathing brings some peace to my troubled soul. The small smile on your face makes me wonder what your dreaming about and if, in your sleep, you've managed to find happiness instead of the turmoil life always seems to bring. I have to stop myself from wondering if dream-Jessabelle has found happiness with someone besides dream-Malachi, because I've realized something in the last couple of days.
I love you.
My life didn't really begin until you walked down the aisle into it.
I want to be man enough to tell you to your face, to kiss you, to tell you over and over what you've come to mean to me, but I can't.
Not yet...
You are the only one for me, sweet Mia Belle. I love you with my entire being, in a way I never believed possible to love another person. I didn't know this kind of love truly existed outside of fairy tales.
Always, Kai”
― Carol Moncado, Hand-Me-Down Princess

“I took up the letter. On seeing the first line I knew it directly, but could not hold back from reading the whole thing, not once but many times, for it was the only love letter I had received in my life.”
― Maria McCann, As Meat Loves Salt

“Thou and You and A Love Letter

She substituted, by a chance,
For empty ‘you’ – the gentle ‘thou';
And all my happy dreams, at once,
In loving heart again resound.
In bliss and silence do I stay,
Unable to maintain my role:
‘Oh, how sweet you are!’ I say –
‘How I love thee!’ says my soul.”
― Alexander Sergeyevitch Pushkin

“I hope I will live long and be able to do some things worthy of giving to you who is giving so much to me.”
― Kahlil Gibran, Beloved Prophet: The Love Letters of Kahlil Gibran and Mary Haskell, and Her Private Journal

“Here I am, sitting at a little oak table where in old times possibly some fair lady sat to pen, with much thought and many blushes, her ill-spelt love-letter, and writing in my diary in shorthand all that has happened since I closed it last.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Write and tell me what you have decided. Condemn me to winter, or rescue me from it.

Your
Fradique”
― José Eduardo Agualusa, Nação Crioula

“Don't feel sorry for me, condemned to live in winter —I have brought the memory of the sun with me.

I love you, I must love you always.
Fradique”
― José Eduardo Agualusa, Nação Crioula

“I’m disappointed that we never got to finish writing our happily ever after, but I’ll never be angry. I’ll never hate you, and I’ll never be dishonest about my emotions. God gave me this amazing opportunity to love. It brought me to so many beautiful places, taught me so much about life and gave me memories I’ll cherish forever.”
― Nitya Prakash, Letters to Mira!

“While on paper I lost my wife, in reality, I lost so much more.
I lost a piece of me that I can never get back.”
― Nitya Prakash, Letters to Mira!

“What dangerous machines letters are. Perhaps it is as well that they are going out of fashion. A letter can be endlessly reread and reinterpreted, it stirs imagination and fantasy, it persists, it is red-hot evidence. It was a long time since I had received anything resembling a love letter.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Black Prince

“Darling- I wonder if you realize how much I am counting on your coming to England, how much it means to me- it means all the world, and indeed my body shall be all, all yours, as yours will be all, all mine, beloved.... And nothing will matter but just we two, we two longing loves at last come together.”
― Radclyffe Hall

“I’m not perfect, and I never want people to think that I am. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve done things I’m not proud to admit, and I’ve made decisions I wish I could take back. But I loved someone with every bone in my body, with every beat of my heart and every inch of my soul. It wasn’t perfect, but I know for sure I loved you with everything I had; I loved in such a way that your happiness was always mine.”
― Nitya Prakash, Letters to Mira!

“Someday I will write to you what I write for you.”
― Nitya Prakash, Letters to Mira!

“So this talk, or touch if I were there,
Should work its effortless gadgetry of love,
Like Dante’s heaven, and melt into the air.

If it doesn’t, of course, I’ve fallen. So much is chance,
So much agility, desire, and feverish care,
As bicyclists and harpsicordists prove

Who only by moving can balance,
Only by balancing move.”
― Michael Donaghy

“Do you remember what you're supposed to do now? Kiss the palm of your hand and press it against your heart.”
― Paullina Simons, The Summer Garden

“Surat cinta yang indah itu tanpa titik, tanpa koma. Tak terputus, bikin bahagia.”
― Iwan Esjepe

“Let love sing the tune without any words. Let love tie you down without any ropes. Let love let you fly without any wings. Let love let you live without your presence.”
― Debasish Mridha

“Writing doesn't hurt anymore for I've somehow convinced myself that you're never going to read everything I've written for you...”
― Nitya Prakash, Letters to Mira!

“The first love is not always in order.”
― Nitya Prakash, Letters to Mira!

“Every beat of my heart is a love letter to you...”
― Nitya Prakash