If the portraits of our absent friends are pleasant to us, which renew our memory of them and relieve our regret for their absence by a false and empty consolation, how much more pleasant are letters which bring us the written characters of the absent friend.
HeloiseWhat cannot letters inspire? They have souls; they can speak; they have in them all that force which expresses the transports of the heart.
HeloiseI am convinced by a sad experience that it is natural to avoid those to whom we have been too much obliged, and that uncommon generosity causes neglect rather than gratitude.
Heloise