Letters Quotes
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A typical agent in New York gets 400 query letters a month. Of those, they might ask to read 3-4 manuscripts, and of those, they might ask to represent 1.
Nicholas Sparks
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Love letters lack taste. No restraint: falling off cliffs, going up in flames.
Cathleen Schine
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The art of letters will come to an end before A.D. 2000. I shall survive as a curiosity.
Ezra Pound
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Still, I wonder if we shall ever be put into songs or tales. We're in one, of course; but I mean: put into words, you know, told by the fireside, or read out loud of a great big book with red and black letters, years and years afterwards. And people will say: 'Let's hear about Frodo and the Ring' and they'll say 'Oh yes, that's one of my favorite stories.
J. R. R. Tolkien
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Jane Austen is the feminine Peter Pan of letters. She never grew up.
George Sampson
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And in her Eleanor Roosevelt letters, she writes the most, you know, fanciful letters: when we are together, and when we are reunited, and you know, I will be your surrogate wife. Of course she doesn't use that word, but I will be the mother to my brothers, and I will be your primary love.
Blanche Wiesen Cook
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A handwritten, personal letter has become a genuine modern-day luxury, like a child's pony ride.
Shana Alexander
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This is a free country. Folks have a right to send me letters, and I have a right not to read them.
William Faulkner
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I have a passionate desire for personal privacy. I want to stand before the world, for good or bad, on the book I wrote, not on what I say in letters to friends, not on my husband and my home life, the way I dress, my likes and dislikes, et cetera. My book belongs to anyone who has the price, but nothing of me belongs to the public.
Margaret Mitchell
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There were hundreds of them spread across the floor, each telling its own tale of triumph or sadness, each letter representing a phase in her life. She had kept them all.
Cecelia Ahern
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It is by the benefit of letters that absent friends are in a manner brought together.
Seneca the Younger
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I met Beckett at my brother’s place. That was a Big meeting, in capital letters. It was before war started, life was still normal. That time I was very lonely. We saw each other often. Before the war he had published already something, but his fame came in 1953. We never spoke about his work. He was a taciturn man. Sometimes a word escaped from his mouth. Sure, a word you would never forget. It would stick in your head... This friendship with Beckett is the most important experience in my life. He was fully alive for my way of working. What he could express in words, I did with my paintings.
Bram van Velde
