Correspondence of poets love letters. A letter to a loved one about feelings. reasons why you should choose us

Option 1

Darling, I really look forward to the day when we can retire and the rest of the world except our own will cease to exist for us. Every time before I fall asleep, I imagine this day, the day when you will take me far - far away and hold me tight - tight. This will be our best time, the time when happiness will fill our loving hearts to the brim. I dream to quickly forget myself in your strong arms and, not noticing anything around, breathe with you in unison.

Only one man in the world can make me truly happy, and you are this man! My only, beloved! I love absolutely everything about you, I love every part of you. Your smile and touch is my paradise. I want you to never take your eyes off me, which makes my loving heart beat even stronger. You are my happiness, my life, the most beautiful person in this world. My love for you is so strong that it will warm you with its warmth everywhere, no matter how far you are and protect you from all troubles. Despite all the circumstances that will ever try to tear us apart, I believe that we will always be together.

Never doubt that you are always in my heart, no matter what happens and this is forever. No one can ever change that. You are constantly in my thoughts and desires about our life together. All I want is that you are always there, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. I left the past in the past forever, as if it never existed. I think only about the future, our joint future. Before meeting you, I could not even think that such a thing was possible. And with no one and never did time fly by so quickly that I want to stop the moments when we are together. I feel so good next to you that I don’t want to leave for a minute. You are the one with whom it is always and everywhere easy, calm and comfortable. My kitten, the most dear and desired, how I want to meet as soon as possible and feel the warmth of your palms, warming my hands.

I myself do not know why I am writing all this, probably because my feelings for you are so strong that they ask outside, demand that you find out about them. I cannot shake the feeling that we have known each other all our lives. You know, seeing you for the first time, the first thing I thought was: can we do something? As we both now know - it worked! I really value your smile, and it seems to me that now you are smiling. My sweetheart, how heavy on my heart is that you are not around now. I constantly think about you, live dreams of the future, in which we are finally together. I would rather see you, look into your bottomless eyes and touch your lips with your lips. My belief is that we will be unshakable together, because we both want it. Our happiness is in our hands. We have a happy future ahead of us. I kiss you tenderly, hug you tightly and faithfully wait ... Your beloved girl!

P.S. My beloved, know that no matter how far we are from each other, no matter how many kilometers separate us, I am always there. I am there at any time of the year, in any weather, be it a gray rainy autumn or a hot, bright summer. I caress you with gusts of wind, I embrace you with the rays of the sun. Together we will overcome everything, we can handle any difficulties. I trust you and believe in us.

Option 2

My dear! My only man, thank you for your presence in my life. Nobody but you can make my life as happy as you make it. Your "love" is dearer to me than all riches. In order to make you happy, I am ready to sacrifice everything that I have. May my love keep you everywhere, wherever you are, whatever you do!

My beautiful, strong and wise, I say thank you absolutely for everything, even for your shortcomings. My mischief J You showed me what true love is and I am grateful to you for that. I am happy that we met. I wish no other happiness than the happiness of loving you and feeling that it is mutual. I am terribly afraid of losing this happiness and sometimes (perhaps too oftenJ) my actions seem silly to you. It is important for me to feel that you trust me and need me as much as I do in you and see you happy. My dear, I ask you, let us never quarrel and deceive each other.

My love, we must be each other's support and support, take care of each other and understand. We have already gone through a lot and will go through a lot more together. Rodnul, I will not give you to anyone. I love and appreciate.

Option 3

I thought I was running away from you, but I realized that it was an attempt to escape from myself. But to escape from yourself, as you know, is impossible, just as it is impossible to stop thinking about you. All attempts to forget you are in vain. I understand everything with my mind, but I don’t want to forget with my heart. I need to forget you, but this is beyond my strength.

You are my universe. Without you, I do not need anything in this life and is not important. Life loses its meaning without you. I don't want to wake up without you, I don't want to breathe, because my oxygen is YOU! My life, I suffocate without you!

I no longer hope to ever see you again. I know that for you I never existed. It hurts, but it's true, and I accept it. Now this is the only way to get close to you and tell you about the love that tears my heart to shreds. For lack of another opportunity to talk to you, I chose this one.

It would seem that only a month has passed since your disappearance, but for me this is the longest month, for me it is an eternity. But my wound is bleeding like it was yesterday. It seems to me that you went out for a couple of minutes and just about to come back. I refuse to believe this is forever. Everything is in the past, but I still live on the memories in which you are near. But you are not ... And without you there is no me either. Let me go, I beg you, let me go ...

My life is a lie, I don't want you to let me go ... Never. Never let Me Go. I promised myself that I would not write to you again, but again I broke my promise. I need this, because I see you in everyone and in everything. You are everywhere. I am filled with you. The only meaning of my life is YOU. And even if we never meet again, know that I will always be only yours. Whoever I meet on my way, I see in them only your features, there is only YOU and no one else. I don't want this. I am looking for you in others, but no one can replace you, you hear, no one. You are the only one, the only one, all the others and your little finger are not worth it. I will repeat myself, but you are my life, its only meaning, my soul. I know that you will never read these lines, but still forgive me for bothering you. You are just my illusion. I made you up. But this is the only way to speak out.

Somewhere out there, in the depths of my heart, I sincerely wish you happiness. I'm scared, scared to be intrusive and bored for you, scared to seem too frank. Funny ...

Even I find it amusing. Although, you know, I'm not left. I am just a shell without a soul. My soul, which belongs only to you, is dead. She no longer belongs to me.

All that keeps me in this world is the desire, at least from afar, at least for a short time to give you a piece of my love. I live only by the belief in this, the hope that makes my heart beat. I am grateful to you…

Option 4

I'm tired of trying to prove something to you. You are free to think the way you want. The only thing I want, Andrey, is for you to know that you are the cause of my madness. I cannot find peace without you, I cannot control myself when you are around. My love for you has brought me suffering, accompanied by the fear of losing you. You have become my only dream, all others have faded compared to you. I gave myself to you without reserve and regret.

Darling, I don't need anyone but you. I'm all yours. Don't let me go ... Please be there. That's all I ask for. I do not live when you are not around, I exist. You are my guardian angel, my insane passion ... I want to belong only to you, to obey the power of your touch. How I want to be close now, to give you the tenderness of my kisses ... I want you. You alone. It drives me crazy. Until we meet for ages, but I will definitely wait for you. Before meeting you, I was scared by the speed with which time flies, and now, when you are not near, it seems to have stopped. I so want to hurry him up so that I can see you as soon as possible. To see you in front of you as beloved, dear and good as in our best days. The passion that I felt for you then did not fade away, it is addressed only to you alone. You are my crazy love ...

I will never trade you for anyone. I am not interested in temporary hobbies and easy flirting. All this is not for me. When you tell me about love my hands get cold and my pulse quickens. My imagination paints a joyful picture of how you wrap your arms around me and gently whisper "love". I voluntarily gave myself up to this love. I do not want freedom, I do not want to let anyone into my world except you. There is no place for them in my heart. Everything that seemed important before meeting you turned to ashes. You replace the whole world with yourself. Love you…

Option 5

Hello beloved, my dear person.

Don't be surprised when you come across my letter on one of the sites. Today, this is no longer surprising. The time has passed when people were embarrassed to write beautiful love letters. I am not ashamed of my feelings and am not ashamed of them. I can speak about them boldly without fear of judgment. I am not intimidated by the thought that someone other than you will read about it. I will not blush, on the contrary, I will be glad if this letter awakens similar feelings in someone ...

My beloved, this is not just a love letter - this is my love song dedicated to you. I appreciate your feelings, giving rise to a tender thrill in my soul. I know what you feel every time you think of me. Few people in our time are able to love so ...

A letter written during a separation is more than just a letter. This is a reminder that separation is not eternal and one day there will be a new meeting that will bring happiness. My dear, my romantic, in this letter I share my dreams and my faith with you. I believe that the lines of this letter will come to life and become reality.

It is not uncommon for me to imagine that my letter is already in your hands, I imagine how you read it, inhaling the scent of the pen with which it was written. What you read makes you smile.

Letters from loved ones are always dear to the heart. Many have long given up the habit of keeping them, but you and I will keep them as well as keep our feelings. One day, our children will read these letters, with the help of which they will be able to look into the most secret corners of our hearts. We will become an example for them of how to write such letters to their loved ones.

The world is huge, and a couple of months is not enough to go around it entirely. But you and I have our own world, which is always with us, it is safely hidden in our loving hearts. The period of our separation will not be long. I truly believe in this. And every time, rereading these lines, you will again fall into my world, and when we meet, our worlds will be reunited and become one whole - love and tenderness.

With trepidation, I seal the envelope and lower it into the mailbox, imagining that it has already reached the addressee and stirred up dreams of a quick meeting in his heart.

We have selected for you the most passionate letters that were ever created by world famous couples in love.

Alexander II to Ekaterina Dolgorukova

LOVE STORY

At the time of writing these letters, Emperor Alexander II has been married to Maria Alexandrovna for 27 years, but, of course, he could not divorce. The relationship with Ekaterina Dolgorukova lasted since 1866, and after the death of the empress in 1880, Alexander II immediately entered into a marginal marriage with his beloved. However, their happiness did not last long: a year later, the emperor was killed by a bomb thrown by the People's Will Ignatius Grinevitsky.

"We will again be in each other's arms with the same happiness as before ..."

“After returning from a morning walk in the park, overflowing with happiness, I took up my favorite pastime - reading your letter. It was the day of my return, but I did not
in a hurry. My thoughts were full of my dear little imp, as usual, who would forgive me and promise even more pleasure than in our first meeting.
And, my Angel, I give you a promise that we will again be in each other's arms with the same happiness as before, but remaining prudent because of your m.d.f., whom you love very much. But it was still sweet for us to find ourselves together after all that we endured after Paris. But nothing can compare to the joy of what we do. We are two thirsty people who cannot wait for the moment of union with one another, and we are inseparable forever, feeling the happiness of being a husband and wife before God.
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ABOUT! Thank you, thank you, dear Angel, for all these tender memories that brought me so much pleasure, like everything that my sweet wife brings me, who is the center of my life. And I am happy and proud to be her husband before God. It is not our fault that we missed our happiness. Nothing can interfere with our happiness. I love so much the happy memories that you give me. I cannot find anything like this in my life with Maria, although I may have forgotten about them in our nest.<…> I embrace you, my soul Katya, and I am happy that I am yours forever. "

Nicholas II - Alexandra Fyodorovna

LOVE STORY

The love of the royal couple flared up at first sight when Princess Alice of Hesse-Darmstadt came to Russia for the second time. The Tsarevich's parents and grandmother Alix opposed this marriage, but Nicholas II persisted, and they had to agree. The spouses carried love through their whole lives and did not flinch in the face of death, together with the children and servants, being at gunpoint of the Bolsheviks.

“Though we are apart, our souls and thoughts are one,
is not it..."

“Darling, don’t consider me stupid, but I can’t start a single letter without repeating what I constantly feel and think about: I love you, I love you. Oh honey, what is this power that made me your prisoner forever? I can think of nothing but you, my dear, and I give my life into your hands, I can’t give more. Over my love, every drop of it, you have complete power! Though we are apart, our souls and thoughts are one, isn't it, dear? Oh, my Aliki, if you only knew how much happiness you gave me, you would be glad and nothing would disturb the peace of your heart. How I would like to be next to you, to whisper tender words of love and consolation in your ear ...
And honey, please always write to me if you need to know anything. Be direct and honest. Never be afraid to tell me whatever you want. We should know everything about each other and always help each other, right, dear?
... With the warmest love and the most tender kisses, I remain your faithful and deeply loving, Nicky.
God bless you".

September 19, 1914
(the first letter from Alexandra Fedorovna after the start of the war)

“From an egoistic point of view, I suffer terribly from this separation. We are not used to her, and I love my precious sweet boy so infinitely. For twenty years soon, that I belong to you, and what a bliss it was for your little wife!
<…>
My fervent prayers follow you day and night. May the Lord keep you, may He protect, guide and guide you, and bring you healthy and strong home.
I bless and love you, as rarely has anyone ever been loved, and I kiss every precious place, and hold you tenderly to my heart.
Forever your own old wife. "

Vladimir Mayakovsky - Lile Brik

LOVE STORY

Perhaps the most mysterious and dramatic love triangle: Vladimir Mayakovsky - Lilya Brik - Osip Brik. The three of them lived in the same apartment, the poet regularly supplied the spouses with money and devoted almost all his poems to his "Lilik". Despite the other numerous connections of all the participants in this strange union, Mayakovsky always loved only the main Muse, he suffered terribly and was so strongly attached to her that he could break the bonds that entangled him only with a shot in the heart.

“Earlier, chased away by you, I believed in a meeting. Now I feel that I have been completely torn from life, that nothing else will ever happen.
There is no life without you ... "

“Lilek.
I see you have made up your mind. I know that my molesting you is pain for you. But, Lilik, what happened to me today is too scary for me not to grab hold of the last straw, the letter.
It has never been so hard for me - I must have really grown too much. Earlier, driven away by you, I believed in a meeting. Now I feel that I have been completely torn from life, that nothing else will ever happen. There is no life without you. I always said that, I always knew. Now I feel it, I feel it with all my being. Everything, everything that I thought with pleasure, now has no value - disgusting.
<…>
And yet I am unable not to write, not to ask you to forgive me for everything. If you made a decision with gravity, with a struggle, if you want to try the latter, you will forgive, you will answer.
But if you don't even answer, you are my only thought. As I loved you seven years ago, I love you so this very second, whatever you want, whatever you command, I will do it now, I will do it with delight. How awful it is to part if you know that you love and it is your own fault for the parting.
I sit in a cafe and roar. Saleswomen laugh at me. It's scary to think that my whole life will continue to be like this.
I write only about myself, not about you, I am scared to think that you are calm and that with every second you are further and further from me and a few more of them and I am completely forgotten.
If you feel anything from this letter but pain and disgust, answer for Christ's sake, answer now, I run home, I will wait. If not, a terrible, terrible grief.
Kisses. Yours all.
I".

Napoleon I Bonaparte - Josephine Beauharnais

LOVE STORY

They got married when Napoleon was still a general. The age difference of six years did not interfere with the lovers, and while in the army he was terribly jealous and sent hot letters, begging Josephine to join him. The windy beauty did not get bored in the company of numerous lovers, and Napoleon tried several times to part with her, but Josephine's influence was stronger. And yet they divorced when it became clear that she could not give the emperor an heir.

“It hurts me that you don’t call me by name. I will wait for you to write it "

1796 year

“There wasn’t a day that I didn’t love you; there was no night without me squeezing you in my arms. I don't even drink a cup of tea, so as not to curse my pride and ambition, which force me to stay away from you, my soul. In the midst of the service, standing at the head of the army or checking the camps, I feel that my heart is occupied only by my beloved Josephine. It robs me of my mind, fills my thoughts.
If I move away from you at the speed of Rhone's current, it only means that I may soon see you. If I get up in the middle of the night to sit down to work, it’s because this can bring the moment of returning to you closer, my love. In your letter you are addressing me with "you". "You"? Oh, damn it! How could you write that? How cold it is! ..
Josephine! Josephine! Do you remember what I told you once: nature has awarded me a strong, unshakable soul. And she fashioned you out of lace and air. Have you stopped loving me? Forgive me, love of my life, my soul is torn.
My heart, which belongs to you, is full of fear and longing ... It hurts me that you do not call me by name. I'll be waiting for you to write it. Goodbye! Oh, if you stopped loving me, then you never loved me! And I will have something to regret! "

“I arrived in Milan, I rushed to your apartment, I dropped everything to see you, to squeeze in my arms ... but you were not there. You drive around the cities where holidays are held, you leave me, when I come, you no longer think about your dear Napoleon. Your love for him was just a whim; impermanence makes you indifferent. Accustomed to danger, I know the cure for life's misery and disease. The misery that befalls me is unbearable; I had a right to sympathy. I will be here until the evening of the ninth. Do not worry; come back after entertainment; you are made for happiness. The whole world is glad that it can please you, and only your husband is very, very unhappy. "

Friedrich Schiller - Charlotte Lengefeld

LOVE STORY

Friedrich met Charlotte (and her sister Karolina) in 1785, but the wedding took place a few years later, since the poet did not have a permanent salary and the girl's mother opposed the marriage. They had four children, and life was almost cloudless. Happy days were darkened by Friedrich Schiller's frequent illnesses, and he died at 45. Charlotte survived her husband by 15 years.

"Forget everything that could hinder your heart, let only your feelings speak"

(seven months before the wedding)

“Is that true, dear Lotta? May I hope that Carolina read in your soul and conveyed to me from the depths of your heart what I did not dare to admit to myself? Oh, how heavy this secret seemed to me, which I had to keep all the time, from the minute we met.
<…>
You could give yourself to another, but no one could love you more purely and more tenderly than me. For no one else Our happiness could be more sacred than it always was and will be for me. All my existence, everything that lives in me, everything that is most precious in me, I dedicate to you. And if I strive to ennoble myself, then only in order to become more worthy of you, to make you happier. The nobility of the soul contributes to the beautiful and indissoluble bonds of friendship and love. Our friendship and love will be indissoluble and eternal, like the feelings on which we raised them.
Forget everything that could restrict your heart, let only your feelings speak. Confirm what Caroline allowed me to hope for. Tell me that you want to be mine and that my happiness is not a sacrifice for you. Oh, convince me of this in one word. Our hearts have been close to each other for a long time. Let that only alien that stood between us until now fall away, and let nothing interfere with the free communication of our souls.
Goodbye, dear Lotta. I long for the right moment to describe to you all the feelings of my heart; they made me happy and unhappy again for so long. And now this desire alone dwells in my soul.
… Do not hesitate to calm my anxiety forever. I give into your hands all the happiness of my life ... Goodbye, dear! "

Henry VIII - Anne Boleyn

LOVE STORY

In order to win the love of the seductive Anna, who did not want to act as a favorite, Henry VIII broke off relations with the Pope, who refused to dissolve the king's marriage with Catherine of Aragon, and declared himself the head of the new, Anglican Church. However, having married his beloved, Henry VIII became disillusioned with the demanding and wayward Boleyn. Carried away by the maid of honor, the king accused Anna of treason and adultery, including with her brother. Boleyn was beheaded.

"Not seeing the opportunity to be next to you, I am sending you a little thing that is closest to me ..."

XVI century

“My beloved and my friend, my heart and I put ourselves into your hands, in a humble plea for your good disposition and that your affection for us would not diminish while we are not around. For there will be no greater misfortune for me than to aggravate your sorrow. Parting brings enough sadness, more than I ever imagined. This fact reminds me of astronomy: the further the poles are from the sun, the more intolerable the heat. The same with our love, for your absence has separated us, but love retains its ardor - at least on my part. Hopefully with yours too.
I assure you that in my case the longing from separation is so great that it would be unbearable if I had not been firmly convinced of the strength of your feelings for me. Not seeing the opportunity to be next to you, I am sending you the little thing that is closest to me, that is, a bracelet with my portrait, with the device you already know about. How I would like to be in his place, to see you and how you will enjoy him. Written by the hand of your faithful servant and friend,
G.R. "

Alfred de Musset - Georges Sand

LOVE STORY

The famous playwright, who knew the sweet taste of fame even before the age of 20, became interested in the famous writer after reading her second novel, and when he met in person, he completely lost his head. They became lovers, often fooled around and came up with various fun, and their crazy relationship was discussed all over France. However, the time spent together in Italy became a real nightmare for them, and the relationship between Georges Sand and Alfred de Musset, lasting only two years, came to naught.

"I will suffer less if you show me the door now."

“My dear Georges, I need to tell you something stupid and funny. I am foolishly writing to you, I don’t know why, instead of telling you all this after returning from a walk. In the evening I will fall into despair because of this. You will laugh in my face, you will consider me a phrase-monger. You will show me the door and you will think that I am lying.
I am in love with you. I fell in love with you from the first day when I was with you. I thought that I would be healed from this very simply, seeing you as a friend. There are many traits in your character that can heal me; I tried my best to convince myself of this. But the minutes that I spend with you are costing me too much. Better to say about it - I will suffer less if you show me the door now. Tonight, when I ... [George Sand, editing Musset's letters before publication, crossed out two words and cut out the next line with scissors] I decided to tell you that I was in the village. But I do not want to make riddles or create the appearance of an unreasonable quarrel. Now, Georges, you, as usual, say: "Another boring admirer!" If I'm not exactly the first person you meet, then tell me how you would have told me this yesterday in a conversation about someone else - what should I do. But I beg you - if you are going to tell me that you doubt the truth of what I am writing to you, then it is better not to answer at all. I know what you think of me; while saying this, I do not hope for anything. I can only lose my friend and the only pleasant hours that I have spent over the past month. But I know that you are kind, that you loved, and I entrust myself to you not as a lover, but as a sincere and faithful comrade.
Georges, I am acting like a madman, depriving myself of the pleasure of seeing you during the short time that remains for you to spend in Paris before leaving for Italy. There we could have delightful nights if I had more determination. But the truth is that I am suffering and I lack determination. "

Ludwig van Beethoven -

"Immortal Beloved"

LOVE STORY

Being a difficult and irritable person, moreover, aggravated by a terrible disease - progressive deafness, which almost brought the great composer to suicide, Beethoven was never married, but he fell seriously in love more than once, usually with his inaccessible students. Three passionate unsent messages were found among his papers, all addressed to the Immortal Beloved. Antonia Brentano, a Venetian woman, the wife of a Frankfurt merchant, is supposed to be hiding behind this sweet "name".

"Until then, I decided to wander away from you, until I am able to fly in and throw myself into your arms, feel you completely mine and enjoy this bliss."

“Even in bed, my thoughts fly to you, my Immortal Love! I am seized by that joy, then sadness in anticipation of what fate has in store for us. I can live either with you, or not at all. Yes, I have decided to wander away from you until then, until I am able to fly in and throw myself into your arms, feel you completely mine and enjoy this bliss. It should be. You will agree to this, because you do not doubt my loyalty to you; never another will take over my heart, never, never. Oh, God, why part with what you love so much!
The life that I now lead in V. is hard. Your love makes me the happiest and the most unfortunate person at the same time. In my age, some monotony, stability of life is already required, but are they possible with our relationship? My angel, now I only found out that the mail leaves every day, I must finish so that you will receive the letter as soon as possible. Be calm; be calm, love me always.
What a longing desire to see you! You are my Life is my Everything is goodbye. Love me as before - never doubt the loyalty of your loved one.
L.
Yours forever
Forever mine
We are ours forever. "

Vissarion Belinsky - Maria Orlova

LOVE STORY

The outstanding critic and publicist, despite his wide circle of acquaintances, felt terribly lonely and often did not even want to go home, so as not to be alone with his heavy thoughts. Having fallen in love with Maria Orlova and making her an offer, Belinsky again felt happiness and a surge of strength. but family life did not bring him the desired satisfaction: the couple often quarreled. They lived only four years, when Belinsky died of consumption at the age of 36.

"In my dreams, I speak to you better than in writing, as I once spoke to you in absentia better than when dating."

“The thought of you makes me happy, and I am unhappy with my happiness, for I can only think of you. The most luxurious dream is worth less than the poorest substance; and a rich substance awaits me: what and why are all dreams to me, and can they give me happiness? No, as long as you are not with me - I am not myself, I can not do anything, think nothing. After that, it is very natural that all my thoughts, desires, aspirations focused on one thought, in one question: when will it be? And while I still do not know exactly when, but something inside me tells me that soon. Oh, if only it could be next month!
<…>
Tell me: how soon will I receive a letter from you? I am waiting - and I do not believe that I will wait, I am sure that I will receive it soon - and I am afraid to even hope. Oh, do not torture me, but you have already sent your letter, and I will receive it today, tomorrow! - is not it?
Farewell. God bless you! Let the good spirits surround you during the day, whisper words of love and happiness to you, and send you good dreams at night. And I - I would like now to see you even for a minute, look you in the eyes for a long, long time, hug your knees and kiss the hem of your dress. But no, it is better for longer, as long as possible, not to see each other at all, than to see each other for just one minute and part again, as we have already parted. Forgive me for this chatter; my chest is burning; a tear begins to boil in my eyes: in such a stupid state, one usually wants to say a lot and says nothing, or says very stupidly.
Strange affair! In dreams, I speak to you better than in writing, as I once spoke to you in absentia better than when dating. What is Sokolniki now? What is a treasured path, a green bench, a magnificent alley? How sad it is to remember all this and how much joy and happiness there is in the sadness of this memory! "

Leo Tolstoy - Sophie Bers

LOVE STORY

They had known each other since childhood and throughout their lives they maintained love and respect for each other. When they got married, Lev Nikolaevich was 34 years old, and his young wife was only 18. Sofya Andreevna was a great writer not only the wife and mother of his 13 children (five died in childhood), but also a faithful friend and assistant in all matters - a copyist of manuscripts, translator, secretary, publisher of his works. It was she who ran the household and also wrote stories and stories, memoir sketches.

"Your presence reminds me too vividly of my old age, and it is you."

“Sofya Andreevna, I'm getting intolerable. For three weeks I have been saying every day: today I’ll say everything, and I leave with the same longing, repentance, fear and happiness in my soul. And every night, like now, I go over the past, suffer and say: why did I not say, and how, and what I would say. I take this letter with me in order to give it to you, if again I cannot or lack the spirit to tell you everything. Your family's false view of me is that I think I am in love with your sister Lisa. It’s not fair. Your story stuck in my head, because, after reading it, I was convinced that I, Dublitsky, should not dream of happiness, that your excellent poetic demands for love ... that I do not envy and will not envy those whom you love ... It seemed to me that I could rejoice in you as children.
In Ivice I wrote: "Your presence reminds me too vividly of my old age, and it is you." But both then and now I lied to myself. Even then I could have cut everything off and again go to my monastery of lonely labor and passion for work. Now I can’t do anything, but I feel that I’ve got it wrong in your family; that a simple, dear relationship with you as a friend, an honest person is lost. And I cannot leave and I dare not stay. You are an honest person, hand on heart, not in a hurry, for God's sake, not in a hurry, tell me what to do? Whatever you laugh, you will work. I would have died laughing if a month ago they had told me that you can suffer, as I suffer, and I am happily suffering this time.
Tell me, as an honest man, do you want to be my wife? Only if from the bottom of your heart, you can boldly say: yes, otherwise it is better to say: no, if you have a shadow of self-doubt. For God's sake, ask yourself well. I will be scared to hear: no, but I foresee it and find the strength to take it down. But if my husband never loves me the way I love, it will be awful! "

Draft prepared
Ksenia Menshchikova

eNTRER magazine # 3(autumn 2014)

What could be more pleasant than the voice of a loved one? What could be more long-awaited than his words? Now, in order to hear the subject of our adoration, we just need to dial the cherished numbers ... But what about before? How did these lovers, who were scattered over distances by fate, communicate? There used to be letters, messages and notes, in which the most tender words and the most sincere confessions were hidden ...

Napoleon Bonaparte - Josephine

“There wasn’t a day that I didn’t love you; there was no night without me squeezing you in my arms. I don't even drink a cup of tea, so as not to curse my pride and ambition, which force me to stay away from you, my soul. In the midst of the service, standing at the head of the army or checking the camps, I feel that my heart is occupied only by my beloved Josephine. It robs me of my mind, fills my thoughts.

If I move away from you at the speed of Rhone's current, it only means that I may soon see you. If I get up in the middle of the night to sit down to work, it’s because this can bring the moment of returning to you closer, my love. In your letter dated 23 and 26 Vantose, you address me with "You". "You"? Oh, damn it! How could you write that? How cold it is! ..

Josephine! Josephine! Do you remember what I told you once: nature has awarded me a strong, unshakable soul. And she fashioned you out of lace and air. Have you stopped loving me? Forgive me, love of my life, my soul is torn.

My heart, which belongs to you, is full of fear and longing ...

It hurts me that you don't call me by name. I'll be waiting for you to write it. Goodbye! Oh, if you stopped loving me, then you never loved me! And I will have something to regret! "

Denis Diderot - Sophie Volan

“I cannot leave without telling you a few words. So, my darling, you expect a lot of good from me. Your happiness, even your life, depends, as you say, on my love for you!

Fear nothing, my dear Sophie; my love will last forever, you will live and be happy. I have never done anything wrong and I am not going to step on this road. I am all yours - you are everything to me. We will support each other in all the troubles that fate may send us. You will ease my suffering; I will help you in yours. I can always see you as you were in recent times! As for me, you must admit that I have remained the same as you saw me on the first day of our acquaintance.

This is not only my merit, but for the sake of justice I must tell you about it. Every day I feel more and more alive. I am confident in loyalty to you and appreciate your merits more and more every day. I am confident in your consistency and appreciate it. No one’s passion had any greater foundation than mine.

Dear Sophie, you are very beautiful, aren't you? Observe yourself - see how it goes for you to be in love; and know that I love you very much. It is a constant expression of my feelings.

Good night, my dear Sophie. I am happy as only a man can be happy who knows that he is loved by the most beautiful woman. "

John Keats - Fanny Brown

“My dear girl!

Nothing in the world could give me more pleasure than your letter, except that you yourself. I was almost tired of being amazed that my senses blissfully obey the will of the being who is now so far from me.

Without even thinking about you, I feel your presence, and a wave of tenderness engulfs me. All my thoughts, all my joyless days and sleepless nights have not cured me of my love for Beauty. On the contrary, this love has become so strong that I am in despair because you are not around, and I have to overcome in dull patience an existence that cannot be called Life. Never before have I known that there is such a love that you gave me. I didn't believe in her; I was afraid to burn in its flame. But if you love me, the fire of love will not be able to scorch us - it will be no more than we, sprinkled with the dew of Pleasure, will be able to endure.

You mention “terrible people” and ask if they will prevent us from seeing each other again. My love, understand only one thing: you fill my heart so much that I am ready to turn into a Mentor, barely noticing the danger that threatens you. In your eyes I want to see only joy, on your lips - only love, in your walk - only happiness ...

Always yours, my love! John Keats "

Alexander Pushkin - Natalia Goncharova

Moscow, in March 1830 (Chernovoye, in French.)

“Today is the anniversary of the day I first saw you; this day in my life. The more I think, the more I am convinced that my existence cannot be separated from yours: I was created to love you and follow you; all my other worries are one delusion and madness.

Away from you, I am haunted by regrets about the happiness I did not have time to enjoy. Sooner or later, however, I will have to drop everything and fall at your feet. The thought of the day when I will manage to have a piece of land in ... alone only smiles at me and revives me amid heavy anguish. There I can wander around your house, meet you, follow you ... "

Honore de Balzac - Evelina Hanska

“How I would like to spend the day at your feet; resting your head on your knees, dreaming about the beautiful, sharing your thoughts with you in bliss and ecstasy, and sometimes not talking at all, but pressing the edge of your dress to your lips! ..

Oh my love, Eve, the joy of my days, my light in the night, my hope, admiration, my beloved, precious, when will I see you? Or is it an illusion? Have I seen you? Oh Gods! How I love your subtle accent, your kind lips, so sensual - let me tell you this, my angel of love.

I work day and night to come and be with you for two weeks in December. On the way, I will see the Jura Mountains covered with snow, and I will think about the snowy whiteness of my beloved's shoulders. Oh! Inhaling the aroma of hair, holding your hand, squeezing you in my arms - that's where I get my inspiration from! My friends are amazed at the invincibility of my willpower. Oh! They do not know my beloved, the one whose pure image nullifies all the grief from their bilious attacks. One kiss, my angel, one slow kiss, and good night! "

Alfred de Musset - Georges Sand

“My dear Georges, I need to tell you something stupid and funny. I am foolishly writing to you, I don’t know why, instead of telling you all this after returning from a walk. In the evening I will fall into despair because of this. You will laugh in my face, you will consider me a phrase-monger. You will show me the door and you will think that I am lying.

I am in love with you. I fell in love with you from the first day when I was with you. I thought that I would be healed from this very simply, seeing you as a friend. There are many traits in your character that can heal me; I tried my best to convince myself of this. But the minutes that I spend with you are costing me too much. It's better to say this - I will suffer less if you show me the door now ...

But I do not want to make riddles or create the appearance of an unreasonable quarrel. Now, Georges, you, as usual, will say: “Another boring admirer!” If I am not quite the first person you meet, then tell me how you would have told me this yesterday in a conversation about someone else - what should I do ...

But I beg you - if you are going to tell me that you doubt the truth of what I am writing to you, then it is better not to answer at all. I know what you think of me; while saying this, I do not hope for anything. I can only lose my friend and those one pleasant hours that I have spent during the last month. But I know that you are kind, that you loved, and I entrust myself to you, not as a lover, but as a sincere and faithful comrade.

Georges, I am acting like a madman, depriving myself of the pleasure of seeing you during the short time that you have to spend in Paris before leaving for Italy. We could have had delightful nights there if I had more determination. But the truth is that I am suffering and I lack determination. "

Leo Tolstoy - Sophia Burns

“Sofya Andreevna, I'm getting unbearable. For three weeks I have been saying every day: today I’ll say everything, and I leave with the same longing, repentance, fear and happiness in my soul. And every night, like now, I go over the past, suffer and say: why did I not say, and how, and what I would say. I take this letter with me in order to give it to you, if again I cannot, or if I don’t have the spirit to tell you everything.

The false view of your family on me is the way it seems to me that I am in love with your sister Lisa. It’s not fair. Your story stuck in my head, because, after reading it, I was convinced that I, Dublitsky, should not dream of happiness, that your excellent poetic demands for love ... that I do not envy and will not envy that, whom you will love. It seemed to me that I could rejoice in you as in children ...

Tell me, as an honest man, do you want to be my wife? Only if from the bottom of your heart, you can boldly say: yes, otherwise it is better to say: no, if you have a shadow of self-doubt. For God's sake, ask yourself well. I will be scared to hear: no, but I foresee it and find the strength to take it down. But if my husband never loves me as I love, it will be awful! "

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - Constance

“Dear little wife, I have several assignments for you. I beg you:

1) don't get melancholy
2) take care of your health and beware of the spring winds,
3) don't go for a walk alone - or even better, don't go for a walk at all,
4) be completely sure of my love. I write all the letters to you, placing your portrait in front of me.

5) I implore you to behave in such a way that neither your nor my good name is damaged, and also watch your appearance. Don't be angry with me for asking this. You must love me even more because I care about our honor with you.
6) and at the end I ask you to write me more detailed letters.

I really want to know if brother-in-law Hofer came to visit us the day after my departure? Does he come often as he promised me? Do the Langeses come in sometimes? How is the work on the portrait going? How do you live? All this, naturally, interests me greatly. "

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“In a moment of fatigue or moral weakness, when doubt turns into hopelessness, when determination is replaced by hesitation, when self-confidence is lost and an alarming feeling of failure is created, when the whole past seems to be of no importance, and the future seems completely meaningless and aimless, at such moments I have always turned to thoughts about you before, finding in them and in everything that was associated with you, with memories of you, a means to overcome this state. "

Addressed to Anna Vasilievna Timireva, artist and poetess.
May 1917

poet of the younger generation of English romantics

“My dear girl!

Nothing in the world could give me more pleasure than your letter, except that you yourself. I was almost tired of being amazed that my senses blissfully obey the will of the being who is now so far from me.

Without even thinking about you, I feel your presence, and a wave of tenderness engulfs me. All my thoughts, all my joyless days and sleepless nights have not cured me of my love for Beauty. On the contrary, this love has become so strong that I am in despair because you are not around, and I have to overcome in dull patience an existence that cannot be called Life. Never before have I known that there is such a love that you gave me. I didn't believe in her; I was afraid to burn in its flame. But if you love me, the fire of love will not be able to scorch us - it will be no more than we, sprinkled with the dew of Pleasure, will be able to endure.

So let me talk about your Beauty, even if it is dangerous for myself: what if you turn out to be cruel enough to test her Power over others?

I must admit (since I’ve already started talking about this) that I love you even more because I know that you loved me exactly as I am, and not for any other reason. I have met women who would be happy to be engaged to Sonnet or to marry Roman.

Always yours, my love! John Keats ".

Addressed to Fanny Brown, fiancée of John Keats.

russian poet, playwright and prose writer

“Today is the anniversary of the day I first saw you; this day in my life. The more I think, the more I am convinced that my existence cannot be separated from yours: I was created to love you and follow you; all my other worries are one delusion and madness. Away from you, I am haunted by regrets about the happiness I did not have time to enjoy. Sooner or later, however, I will have to drop everything and fall at your feet. The thought of the day when I will manage to have a piece of land in ... alone only smiles at me and revives me amid heavy anguish. There I can wander around your house, meet you, follow you ... "

Addressed to Natalia Goncharova.
March, 1830.

russian writer

“Sofya Andreevna, I'm getting intolerable. For three weeks I have been saying every day: today I’ll say everything, and I leave with the same longing, repentance, fear and happiness in my soul. And every night, like now, I go over the past, suffer and say: why did I not say, and how, and what I would say. I take this letter with me in order to give it to you, if again I cannot, or if I don’t have the spirit to tell you everything. The false view of your family on me is the way it seems to me that I am in love with your sister Lisa. It’s not fair. Your story stuck in my head, because, after reading it, I was convinced that I, Dublitsky, should not dream of happiness, that your excellent poetic demands for love ... that I do not envy and will not envy the one you are love. It seemed to me that I could rejoice in you as children ...

Tell me, as an honest man, do you want to be my wife? Only if from the bottom of your heart, you can boldly say: yes, otherwise it is better to say: no, if you have a shadow of self-doubt. For God's sake, ask yourself well. I will be scared to hear: no, but I foresee it and find the strength to take it down. But if my husband never loves me the way I love, it will be awful! "

Addressed to Sophia Burns.
September, 1862.

french writer

“How I would like to spend the day at your feet; resting your head on your knees, dreaming about the beautiful, sharing your thoughts with you in bliss and ecstasy, and sometimes not talking at all, but pressing the edge of your dress to your lips! ..

Oh my love, Eve, the joy of my days, my light in the night, my hope, admiration, my beloved, precious, when will I see you? Or is it an illusion? Have I seen you? Oh Gods! How I love your subtle accent, your kind lips, so sensual - let me tell you this, my angel of love.

I work day and night to come and be with you for two weeks in December. On the way, I will see the Jura Mountains covered with snow, and I will think about the snowy whiteness of my beloved's shoulders. Oh! Inhaling the aroma of hair, holding your hand, squeezing you in my arms - that's where I get my inspiration from! My friends are amazed at the invincibility of my willpower. Oh! They do not know my beloved, the one whose pure image nullifies all the grief from their bilious attacks. One kiss, my angel, one slow kiss, and good night! "

Addressed to Evelina Ganskaya.

austrian composer and virtuoso performer

“Dear little wife, I have several assignments for you. I beg you:

1) don't get melancholy
2) take care of your health and beware of the spring winds,
3) don't go for a walk alone - or even better, don't go for a walk at all,
4) be completely sure of my love. I write all the letters to you, placing your portrait in front of me.
5) I implore you to behave in such a way that neither your nor my good name is damaged, and also watch your appearance. Don't be angry with me for asking this. You must love me even more because I care about our honor with you.
6) and at the end I ask you to write me more detailed letters. I really want to know if brother-in-law Hofer came to visit us the day after my departure? Does he come often as he promised me? Do the Langeses come in sometimes? How is the work on the portrait going? How do you live? All this, naturally, interests me greatly. "

Addressed to Constanta.