Letters To My WifeKimble, Mary EllenOverland Journal (07381093)
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• Love, to be real, must empty us of self. -St. Teresa of Calcutta• The love of husband and wife is the force that welds society together. -St. John Chrysostom• I will love and honor you all the days of my life.• Where you go I will go. Where you stay I will stay...
and my wife. But my boys haven't returned home or sent me any letters yet.Therefore, I left home and travelled here in search of news."The Duke took pity on Aegeon. He gave the poor man one day to find someone to pay his fine. Otherwise, he would have to die.In fact, Aegeon'...
15. My darling wife,my love for you is so strong and deep. You are the center of my being and keep me going every day. I just want to hold you close to me, to wrap my arms around you and feel your warmth. You make me feel complete, and I am never letting go. I LOVE YOU!
Letters to My Wife 作者: Terry Dean 页数: 186 ISBN: 9781453885987 豆瓣评分 目前无人评价 评价: 写笔记 写书评 加入购书单 分享到 推荐 我来说两句 短评 ··· 热门 还没人写过短评呢 我要写书评 Letters to My Wife的书评 ··· ( 全部0 条 ) 论坛 ··· 在这本书的论坛里发言 + 加...
We love letters. Just as John Donne, a poet,(1)___ it, "Letters, to me and my friends mean(2)___greetings; they get souls together. Thanks to letters, friends who are (3)___speak." He wrote these words nearly 400 years ago. Today, in the age of instant text message...
I have had a day of labour instead of rest, and have written intervals to some of the children. I hope they are with you, and inclose my letters... "Affectionately and truly, "R. E. Lee." In the next letter to my mother he describes a visit to the grave of his father at ...
第21章 Chapter III Letters to Wife and Daughters(7) May God bless you and our poor country. "Your devoted father, "R. E. Lee." Soon after this letter was written my father was recalled to Richmond, "and was assigned on the 13th of March, under the direction of the President, to...
“Would you like me to read them to you?” Mom asked with a smile. “Sure,” I said. The letters were written in 1974 over the course of a month when my father traveled to Italy to care for his beloved, sick mother, leaving his wife and me, their newborn daughter, behind in Tor...