An "I love you" text message is one thing, but a handwritten note expressing your love is something else.
Sadly, the humble love note has gone the way of vinyl records and VHS tapes. But we were delighted to stumble across the website www.lettersofnote.com, whose editor compiles remarkable letters from across the globe and centuries for our reading pleasure.
We’ve spent many a coffee break wading through the archives in search of wonderful letters. Here are some of our favourites.
1. Discovered in a sprawling Massachusetts cemetery, this grave inscription is a poignant letter from its owner to a loved one left behind.
My Sweet Sumner,
I am very sorry that I had to go, it was simply my time. You were always the stronger of us. I could never had held the tiller for you as you did for me in such dark and ravaging seas. In my days of passage you were, as I knew you would be, perfect.
I have left the stage but I will never leave you. I am in a thousand places that will always be ours. Look for me in the sunsets, the ones that marry the light of a yawning day to the bright pink billowed clouds of a western sky. These are my sunsets not yours. Live my sweet Sumner, live with every ounce of love that you still have to give. Do not question this hunger that still rides within your warm and pounding heart.
If you get lonely just look for me. I am there in the sunset, listen closely and I will whisper my blessing.
Forever Your Valentine,
2. Letters don’t come much more impassioned than this 1924 leap day proposal from a Ms Corbett to her lover John Wilks. The chap in question graciously accepted (how could he not?) and the couple were married later that year.
Leap Year 1924
My Own Dear Heart,
Leap Year is here at last. How I have longed for this year of feminine liberty my sweet to pour out the secret of my heart’s desire for you. Oh honey my brain is in a whirl thinking of you and as I write my humble request, I feel like an egg in a whisk. I love you darling, indeed I have loved you since first I gazed into you dear eyes and I want you for my own adorable husband. I can cook & sew & dig in the garden. I can play and sing divinely & would make your life one long dream of bliss. Oh sweetheart come to me & tell me that I may call you mine. Meet me in dreamland, oh beloved let your eyes light the way to paradise for two. I am longing for the day when I shall feel your sweet lips pressed close to mine. I hear your magic voice saying that my dream is true. I will wait through the long weary hours for your reply. Hasten oh loved one & call me and I will come from the end of the world. I have the ring, that magic circle, also a cosy cottage in a garden of loveliness so just say the word & we will wed. Meet me neath the star shine at Kissing Point and give me your answer.
Reply dearest to Mary Anne, G.P.O. or if you refuse my offer, forfeit in friends name a pair of gloves.
Your own Hug me tight
3. In a letter to his wife, just a few days before he passed away shortly before their tenth wedding anniversary, comedian George Carlin wrote of his infinite and immeasurable love for Sally Wade.
If you took THE NUMBER OF SUB-ATOMIC PARTICLES IN THE UNIVERSE and multiplied that number times itself THAT MANY TIMES; and then added the total number of MICRO-SECONDS since the beginning of time, times itself; and then added 803—you would STILL have only the tiniest fraction of A BILLION-BILLIONTH PER CENT of the amount of love I HAVE FOR YOU.
your candle partner, the romantic Mr Carlin, your eternal flame.
Letters, images and transcripts from www.lettersofnote.com
Main image: Krzysztof Szkurlatowski; www.12frames.eu