Love Letter by Napolean Bonaparte

I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the
intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil.
Sweet, incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are
you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried?… My soul aches with
sorrow, and there can be no rest for you lover; but is there still more in store
for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from
your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! it was last
night that I fully realized how false an image of you your portrait
gives!

You are leaving at noon; I shall see you in three
hours.

Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in
return, for they set my blood on fire.

Napolean Bonaparte
Paris,
December 1795

Honore de Balzac, French writer, to Evelina Hanska, a Polish countess

My beloved angel,

I am
nearly mad about you, as much as one can be mad: I cannot bring together two
ideas that you do not interpose yourself between them.

I can no longer
think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me
to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most
amorous caresses take possession of me.

As for my heart, there you will
always be - very much so. I have a delicious sense of you there. But
my God, what is to become of me, if you have deprived me of my reason?
This is a monomania which, this morning, terrifies me.

I rise up every
moment saying to myself, “Come, I am going there!” Then I sit down again, moved
by the sense of my obligations. There is a frightful conflict. This
is not life. I have never before been like that. You have devoured
everything.

I feel foolish and happy as soon as I think of you. I
whirl round in a delicious dream in which in one instant I live a thousand
years. What a horrible situation!

Overcome with love, feeling love in
every pore, living only for love, and seeing oneself consumed by griefs, and
caught in a thousand spiders’ threads.

O, my darling Eva, you did not
know it. I picked up your card. It is there before me, and I talk to
you as if you were there. I see you, as I did yesterday, beautiful,
astonishingly beautiful.

Yesterday, during the whole evening, I said to
myself “she is mine!” Ah! The angels are not as happy in Paradise as I was
yesterday!

Honore de Balzac
Sunday 19th June 1836

Love Letter by Victor Hugo

To Adele Foucher

My dearest,
When two souls, which have sought each other
for,
however long in the throng, have finally found each other …a union,
fiery and pure as they themselves are… begins on earth and continues forever
in heaven.

This union is love, true love, … a religion, which deifies the
loved one, whose life comes from devotion and passion, and for which the
greatest sacrifices are the sweetest delights.

This is the love which you inspire in me… Your soul is made to
love with the purity and passion of angels; but perhaps it can only love another
angel, in which case I must tremble with apprehension.

Yours forever,
Victor Hugo (1821)

Famous love letter by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

My letters will have shown you how lovely I am. I don’t dine at Court, I see
few people, and take my walks alone, and at every beautiful spot I wish you were
there.

I can’t help loving you more than is good for me; I shall feel all the
happier when I see you again. I am always conscious of my nearness to you, your
presence never leaves me. In you I have a measure for every woman, for everyone;
in your love a measure for all that is to be. Not in the sense that the rest of
the world seems obscure tome, on the contrary, your love makes it clear; I see
quite clearly what men are like and what they plan, wish, do and enjoy; I don’t
grudge them what they have, and comparing is a secret joy to me, possessing as I
do such an imperishable treasure.

You in your household must feel as I often do in my affairs; we often don’t
notice objects simply because we don’t choose to look at them, but things
acquire an interest as soon as we see clearly the way they are related to each
other. For we always like to join in, and the good man takes pleasure in
arranging, putting in order and furthering the right and its peaceful rule.
Adieu, you whom I love a thousand times.

June 17, 1784

Famous love letter by Gustave Flaubert

August 15, 1846

I will cover you with love
when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge yu with
all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be
amazed by me, and to confess to
yourself that you had never even dreamed of
such transports… When you are old, I want you to recall those few hours,
I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them.

Gustave
Flaubert, famous French writer, to his wife Louise Colet.

love letter by James Joyce

My dear Nora,

It has just struck me. I came in at half past
eleven. Since then I have been sitting in an easy chair like a fool. I could do
nothing. I hear nothing but your voice. I am like a fool hearing you call me
‘Dear.’ I offended two men today by leaving them coolly. I wanted to hear your
voice, not theirs.

When I am with you I leave aside my contemptuous,
suspicious nature. I wish I felt your head on my shoulder. I think I will go to
bed.

I have been a half-hour writing this thing. Will you write something
to me? I hope you will. How am I to sign myself? I won’t sign anything at all,
because I don’t know what to sign myself.

James Joyce
15 August,
1904

love letter by Franz Kafka

Fräulein Felice!

I am now
going to ask you a favor which sounds quite crazy, and which I should regard as
such, were I the one to receive the letter. It is also the very greatest test
that even the kindest person could be put to. Well, this is it:

Write to
me only once a week, so that your letter arrives on Sunday — for I cannot
endure your daily letters, I am incapable of enduring them. For instance, I
answer one of your letters, then lie in bed in apparent calm, but my heart beats
through my entire body and is conscious only of you. I belong to you; there is
really no other way of expressing it, and that is not strong enough. But for
this very reason I don’t want to know what you are wearing; it confuses me so
much that I cannot deal with life; and that’s why I don’t want to know that you
are fond of me. If I did, how could I, fool that I am, go on sitting in my
office, or here at home, instead of leaping onto a train with my eyes shut and
opening them only when I am with you? Oh, there is a sad, sad reason for not
doing so. To make it short: My health is only just good enough for myself alone,
not good enough for marriage, let alone fatherhood. Yet when I read your letter,
I feel I could overlook even what cannot possibly be overlooked.

If only
I had your answer now! And how horribly I torment you, and how I compel you, in
the stillness of your room, to read this letter, as nasty a letter as has ever
lain on your desk! Honestly, it strikes me sometimes that I prey like a spectre
on your felicitous name! If only I had mailed Saturday’s letter, in which I
implored you never to write to me again, and in which I gave a similar promise.
Oh God, what prevented me from sending that letter? All would be well. But is a
peaceful solution possible now? Would it help if we wrote to each other only
once a week? No, if my suffering could be cured by such means it would not be
serious. And already I foresee that I shan’t be able to endure even the Sunday
letters. And so, to compensate for Saturday’s lost opportunity, I ask you with
what energy remains to me at the end of this letter: If we value our lives, let
us abandon it all.

Did I think of signing myself Dein? No, nothing could
be more false. No, I am forever fettered to myself, that’s what I am, and that’s
what I must try to live with.

Franz
11 November, 1912

Franz Kafka (1883 - 1924) worked for
much of his life as an official in an insurance company. His extrordinary works
of fiction were written largely in his spare time and many of his novels were
published after his death from tuberculosis. Kafka first met Felice Bauer in
1912; for five years they pursued a tempestuous and ultimately unfulfilled love
affair.

A Letter to Ex-Girl Friend

Dear Monisha,

Thanks for being my love for one and half years, when you receive this letter I believe you might have selected a new boy friend and started enjoying your dating.

Every lovers needs to struggle a bit to get a boy friend or girl friend.

Monisha … In order to recover your missing, I got another girl from next street & as you know this is my fourth love.

From all my past experiences I have learned a lot. When the love blossoms everyone starts writing love letters, you know very well… I have written many love letter to you , and writing a love letter in poetic way is not so easy nowadays MONISHA , and it’s a time consuming work, In order to avoid all this I need all my lover letters back so that I can put corrector and send to my new girl friend , please send it back to me , I don’t have poetic references or any photocopy of these letters.

Another thing MONISHA, I have given you one cute photo of mine , can you send it to me please , you know better that this is the only photo I look very cute & handsome and this photo I have taken when I was in my very first love.

And also, during my 1 ½ years of love days I have spend lot of monies for impressing you , I am attaching a list of expenses which I request you to clear it at the earliest.

The expenses are as follows: Lunch / Dinner ; 895, Cool Drinks 2938 Rs, Snacks 5645 Rs. , Juice 3845 Rs. Cinema 1235Rs. Internet Chatting 1499 Rs. , Mobile 2546 Rs. Petrol 4255 Rs. Gift Items 7850 Rs, - Grand Total : 30,708 rs (in Words : Thrity Thousand Seven Hundred and Eight Rupees).

Please try to clear the above amount so that I can spend these monies on my new girl friend, and more over if you have any of my gift lying with you, am ready to take these packs in half prices. Please calculate the value of packs left over and deduct it from the above statement of account.

I am enclosing herewith your love letters (Weigh around 4 Kg) so that you no need to write again to your boy friend and your photo so that you can give to your new BF.

Also, please advise your expenses which incurred during our dates, I don’t think you have got any expenditure during these dates, I have seen many time that you always forget your purse when it comes to pay.

Anyway I hope you will clear the above outstanding at the earliest and wishing you a very wonderful 6th love affair with Subil.

Your Ex-lover ….

Amanush

SOLICITATION OF CONTRIBUTION TO HIGH SCHOOL FUNDRAISING CAMPAIGN

SOLICITATION OF CONTRIBUTION TO HIGH SCHOOL FUNDRAISING CAMPAIGN

[DATE, ex. Wednesday, June 11, 1998]

[NAME, COMPANY AND ADDRESS, ex.
John Smith
XYZ Inc.
1234 First Street
Suite 567
Anycity, Anystate 85245]

Dear [NAME, ex. John Smith],

Hi [NAME, ex. John Smith]. Long time no see. How are things with your family?

I have volunteered to assist with the most recent Fundraising Campaign for [NAME OF HIGHSCHOOL]. I guess that’s a long-winded way of saying I’m someone who gets to call up his old buddies to hit them up for donations. I’m sure you’re well aware of the Campaign, however I have enclosed some promotional materials, which might help you decide if you would like to contribute.

On a serious note, I personally feel heavily indebted to the school and I consider it a very worthwhile cause to support. I hope you share my sentiments. I would love to discuss this further with you if you wish, and I have pledged to write and call some of my close friends to solicit their support.

I will try to give you a call in the near future to discuss the Campaign. Thanks for your anticipated support.

Sincerely,

[YOUR NAME, ex. Jill Jones]

CHANGE OF ADDRESS: UPDATE TELEPHONE COMPANY

CHANGE OF ADDRESS: UPDATE TELEPHONE COMPANY

[DATE, ex. Wednesday, June 11, 1998]

[ADDRESS, ex.
XYZ Telephone Inc.
1234 First Street
Suite 567
Anycity, Anystate 85245]

To Whom It May Concern:

We are moving and would like to retain our current telephone number, (XXX) XXX-XXXX. Our old address is as follows:

[OLD ADDRESS, ex.
12314 First Street
Suite 423
Scottsdale, AZ 85288]

Our new address is as follows:

[NEW ADDRESS, ex.
321 Second Street
Suite 324
Tempe, AZ 83288]

I request that our services be transferred on [DATE, ex. June 28, 1998], with all billing and correspondence to be forwarded to the new address from that date onward. If there are any problems with this request, please call me at XXX-XXXX.

Thank you in advance.

Sincerely,

[YOUR NAME, ex. Jill Jones]