— reddie as excerpts from letters . . .

thanks again for saving me. someday, i’ll save you too.

– zelda fitzgerald, from a letter to f. scott fitzgerald

yes yes yes, i do like you. i am afraid to say the stronger word.

– virginia woolf, from a letter to vita sackville-west

i can’t say how every time i ever put my arms around you i felt that i was home. nor too many things. but we were always cheerful and jokers together.

– ernest hemingway, from a letter to marlene dietrich

he is witty, graceful, lovely to look at, lovable to be with. he has also ruined my life, so i can’t help loving him — it is the only thing to do.

– oscar wilde, from a letter to leonard smithers

i love you more than anybody in the world. i love you for millions and millions of things, clocks and vampires and dirty nails and squiggly paintings and lovely hair and being dizzy and falling dreams.

– dylan thomas, from a letter to caitlin mcnamara

dearest if you are as fond of me as i am of you... nothing human could keep us long apart.

– lord randolph churchill, from a letter to jeanette jerome

i love you anyway — even if there isn't any me or any love or even any life — i love you.

– zelda fitzgerald, from a letter to f. scott fitzgerald

i am far from you, but i can dream of you.

– victor hugo, from a letter to adèle foucher

i look at you and my heart trembles.

– nikos kazantzakis, from a letter to eleni samiou

i and my heart put ourselves in your hands.

– king henry viii, from a letter to anne boleyn

i can’t live without you. you are so dear, so wonderful. i think of you all day long, and miss your grace, your boyish beauty, the bright sword-play of your wit, the delicate fancy of your genius, so surprising always in its sudden swallow-flights towards north and south,

towards sun and moon — and, above all, yourself.

– oscar wilde, from a letter to alfred douglas