- I am going to bed with my heart full of your adorable image… I cannot wait to give you proofs of my ardent love… How happy I would be if I could assist you at your undressing, the little firm white breast, the adorable face, the hair tied up in a scarf a la creole. You know that I will never forget the little visits, you know, the little black forest… I kiss it a thousand times and wait impatiently for the moment I will be in it. To live within Josephine is to live in the Elysian fields. Kisses on your mouth, your eyes, your breast, everywhere, everywhere.
- When you are with me, it shall return me to such happiness I shall go insane.
- No, my good friend, you will come here and be very healthy, you will bear a small child as attractive as her mother, and love you as much as her father - and when you are very old, like 100 years old, the child will be your consolation and your happiness.
- Farewell my sweet love, farewell my good friend, come soon to experience the good music and see beautiful Italy.
- My dearest Josephine, every moment increases the distance between us,and with every moment that passes I feel myself less able to endure the separation. You are the eternal object of my thoughts, and my imagination exhausts itself wondering what you are doing.
- My Dearest Josephine, I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet, incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart!
- Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.
- My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for you lover; but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire?
- You are going to be here beside me, in my arms, on my breast, on my mouth? Take wing and come, come! A kiss on your heart, and one much lower down, much lower!
- Since I left you, I have been constantly depressed. My happiness is to be near you. Incessantly I live over in my memory your caresses, your tears, your affectionate solicitude. The charms of the incomparable Josephine kindle continually a burning and a glowing flame in my heart.
- I thought that I loved you months ago, but since my separation from you I feel that I love you a thousand fold more. Each day since I knew you, have I adored you yet more and more.
- Without his Josephine, without the assurance of her love, what is left him upon earth? What can he do?
- Adieu, adorable Josephine; one of these nights your door will open with a great noise; as a jealous person, and you will find me on your arms. A thousand loving kisses.
- I hope before long to crush you in my arms and cover you with a million kisses as though beneath the equator.
- You have taken more than my soul; you are the one thought of my life.
- When I am tired of the worry of work, when I feel the outcome, when men annoy me, when I am ready to curse being alive, I put my hand on my heart; your portrait hangs there, I look at it, and love brings me perfect happiness, and all is miling except the time I must spend away from my mistress.
- To live for Josephine, that is the history of my life I long.
- Once upon a time I was proud of my courage, and sometimes I would think of the ills destiny might bring me and consider the most terrible horrors without blinking or feeling shaken. But, today the thought that my Josephine might be in trouble, that she may be ill, above the cruel, the awful thought that she may love me less blights my soul, stills my blood and makes me sad and depressed, without even the courage of rage and despair.
- I have not spent a day without loving you; I have not spent a night without embracing you; I have not so much as drunk a single cup of tea without cursing the pride and ambition which force me to remain separated from the moving spirit of my life. In the midst of my duties, whether I am at the head of my army or inspecting the camps, my beloved Josephine stands alone in my heart, occupies my mind, fills my thoughts.
- The day when you say "I love you less", will mark the end of my love and the last day of my life.
- Ma chere Josephine, que le monde a change depuis ma derniere lettre. Ainsi ce soir je prends ma plume, non pas pour m emerveiller sur l epoque ou nous vivons mais pour declarer l'amour qui est dans mon coeur.
jan 2 2011 ∞
apr 27 2011 +