I don't know why Sinclair Lewis fell in love with me. He didn't get even the slightest response from me. But his letters were lovely. And the poems he wrote me were lovely. I used some of them in my book.
I started getting letters from college in the tenth grade.
Every author really wants to have letters printed in the papers. Unable to make the grade, he drops down a rung of the ladder and writes novels.
When an actor has money, he doesn't send letters, but telegrams.
The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.
It's not the most intellectual job in the world, but I do have to know the letters.
I received thousands of letters of support from all around the world, all because I wanted to go to school.
It is hardly fair to accuse us of ignorance when it was made a crime under the former order of things to learn enough about letters to even read the Word of God.
Mum used to hide love letters from my boyfriends and put me down. Now I understand that she was a Polish immigrant forced to settle in Chicago. She was jealous of the freedom life gave me.
But for a few phrases from his letters and an odd line or two of his verse, the poet walks gagged through his own biography.
We were very kindly received by the English merchants to whom my companion had letters, and we set ourselves to learn what was the real state of things in Mexico.
Although a madman, Norton wrote letters to Abraham Lincoln and Queen Victoria which they took seriously.
The picture has made its million back in four months; I have been overwhelmed by letters, hundreds of them, literally, begging me in my next production not to swing over the shallow trash of mother love, father love, sister love, brother love.
Walking is the natural recreation for a man who desires not absolutely to suppress his intellect but to turn it out to play for a season. All great men of letters have therefore been enthusiastic walkers.
Politeness is as much concerned in answering letters within a reasonable time, as it is in returning a bow, immediately.