Excerpts from Famous Love Letters: Juliette Drouet

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Julienne Josephine Gauvain AKA Juliette Drouet, was born on April 10, 1806  and diedMay 11, 1883. She was a French actress who abandoned her stage career after becoming the mistress of Victor Hugo. Juliette acted as a secretary and travelling companion to Hugo and accompanied him in his exile to the Channel Islands. She wrote literally thousands of letters to him over the course of her life.

Famous Love Letters: Juliette Drouet:

If only I were a clever woman, I could describe to you my gorgeous bird, how you unite in yourself the beauties of form, plumage, and song!

I would tell you that you are the greatest marvel of all ages, and I should only be speaking the simple truth. But to put all this into suitable words, my superb one, I should require a voice far more harmonious than that which is bestowed upon my species –

I will not tell you to what degree you are dazzling and to the birds of sweet song who, as you know, are none the less beautiful and appreciative.

I love you, I love you. My Victor; I can not reiterate it too often; I can never express it as much as I feel it.

I recognise you in all the beauty that surrounds me in form, in colour, in perfume, in harmonious sound: all of these mean you to me. You are superior to all. I see and admire – you are all!

You are not only the solar spectrum with the seven luminous colours, but the sun himself, that illumines, warms, and revivifies! This is what you are, and I am the lowly woman that adores you.

Excerpts from Famous Love Letters: James Joyce

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Famous Love Letters: James Joyce:

You are my only love.

You have me completely in your power.

I know and feel that if I am to write anything fine and noble in the future I shall do so only by listening at the doors of your heart.

I would like to go through life side by side with you, telling you more and more until we grew to be one being together until the hour should come for us to die.