“The night was a typewriter key that got stuck and kept punching all the letters on top of the others until all that was left was a black blob. No word, no letter, no message in the night for me.”
“The night before I left my mother, I wrote a letter. ”
“There are few other four-letter words that hold us all in as much thrall as love.”
“I stayed in a really old hotel last night. They sent me a wakeup letter.”
“i love reading and am always stuck in one labrinth of letters or other”
“The words he had written wiggled off the page and escaped from the drawer. The letters stacked themselves, one on top of the other. Their towers reached higher and higher until they stood majestic and tall, surrounding Neftali in a city of promise.”