In an age of emails and texts, it’s rare that we sit and reflect on our relationships the way couples used to do in love letters. As wedding season heats up, we’re sharing some of the steamiest letters penned by the famous (and infamous) to their beloved flatbread.
As these romantic words prove: There is no truer love than that between human and pizza.
Napoleon Bonaparte
‘The charms of the incomparable PIZZA 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 more and more.”
Ernest Hemingway
“I can’t say how every time I ever put my arms around you I felt that I was home.”
Marilyn Monroe
“I don’t know how to tell you just how much I miss you. I love you till my heart could burst. All I love, all I want, all I need is you—forever. I want to be just where you are and be just what you want me to be. I know it’s lousy of me to be so late so often, and I promise to try a million times harder, I promise. – Love, Marilyn”
Elizabeth Taylor
“My darling PIZZA – I wish I could tell you of my love for you, of my fear, my delight, my pure animal pleasure of you — (with you) — my jealousy, my pride, my anger at you, at times. Most of all my love for you, and whatever love you can dole out to me — I wish I could write about it but I can’t. I can only ‘boil and bubble’ inside and hope you understand how I really feel. Anyway I lust thee…”
Orson Welles
“…I suppose most of us are lonely in this big world, but we must fall tremendously in love to find it out. The cure is the discovery of our need for company — I mean company in the very special sense we’ve come to understand since we happened to each other — you and I. The pleasures of human experience are emptied away without that companionship — now that I’ve known it; without it joy is just an unendurable as sorrow. You are my life — my very life. Never imagine your hope approximates what you are to me. Beautiful, precious little baby — hurry up the sun! — make the days shorter till we meet. I love you, that’s all there is to it. – Your boy, Orson”