The name of mistress instead of wife would be dearer and more honourable for me, only love given freely, rather than the… — Heloise Given Copy Share Image
Frozen peas can be shelled very fast with a wringer-type washer. Put a pan on one side of the wringer to catch… — Heloise Done Copy Share Image
Would that thy love, beloved, had less trust in me, that it might be more anxious! — Heloise Anxious Copy Share Image
I am convinced by a sad experience that it is natural to avoid those to whom we have been too much obliged,… — Heloise Causes Copy Share Image
“[I]t is not by being richer or more powerful that a man becomes better; one is a matter of fortune, the other… — Héloïse Affection Copy Share Image
What cannot letters inspire? They have souls; they can speak; they have in them all that force which expresses the transports of… — Heloise Force Copy Share Image
We fluctuate long between love and hatred before we can arrive at tranquillity. — Heloise Hatred Copy Share Image
Riches and power are but gifts of blind fate, whereas goodness is the result of one's own merits. — Heloise Blind Copy Share Image
“God knows I never sought anything in you except yourself. I wanted simply you, nothing of yours.” — Heloise God knows Copy Share Image
Don't assume you're always going to be understood. I wrote in a column that one should put a cup of liquid in… — Heloise Assuming Copy Share Image
Tea seems to tenderize cheap cuts of beef. After cooking chuck, boiling beef and brisket (I even mixed rib eye, which is… — Heloise Acid Copy Share Image
Ever tried putting a caramel candy in a cup of hot tea? It's excellent! Not only does it give a little different… — Heloise Add Copy Share Image
“[I]f the name of wife appears more sacred and more valid, sweeter to me is ever the word friend, or, if thou… — Héloïse Bonds Copy Share Image
If a picture, which is but a mute representation of an object, can give such pleasure, what cannot letters inspire? They have… — Heloise Boldness Copy Share Image
“[A]s though mindful of the wife of Lot, who looked back from behind him, thou deliveredst me first to the sacred garments… — Héloïse Abandonment Copy Share Image
Letters were first invented for consoling such solitary wretches as myself. Having lost the substantial pleasures of seeing and possessing you, I… — Heloise Consoling Copy Share Image
