Choose language

Forgot your password?

Need a Spoofbox account? Create one for FREE!

No subscription or hidden extras

Login


What? Do you dare smile and suggest for a moment that just because of the Absence between us I cannot make myself vivid to you? Ho! Silly boy! Don't you know that the plainest sort of black ink throbs more than some blood—and the touch of the softest hand is a harsh caress compared to the touch of a reasonably shrewd pen? Here—now, I say—this very moment: Lift this letter of mine to your face, and swear—if you're honestly able to—that you can't smell the rose in my hair!


Eleanor Hallowell Abbott


#letter #love-letter #love



Quote by Eleanor Hallowell Abbott

Read through all quotes from Eleanor Hallowell Abbott



About Eleanor Hallowell Abbott





Did you know about Eleanor Hallowell Abbott?

back to top