Love Letter: Winston Churchill to His Wife Clementine.

My darling Clemmie,
In your letter from Madras you wrote some words very dear to me, about my having enriched your life.
I cannot tell you what pleasure this gave me, because I always feel so overwhelmingly in your debt.
If there can be accounts in love what it has been to me to live all these years in your heart
and companionship- no phrases can convey.

Time passes swiftly, but is it not joyous to see how great and growing is the treasure we have gathered together,
amid the storms and stresses of so many eventful and to millions tragic and terrible years?
I am so devoured by egotism that I would like to have another soul in another world and meet you
in another setting and pay you all the love and honour of the great romances.

Sweet cat – I kiss your vision as it rises before my mind. Your dear heart throbs often in my own.
God bless you darling keep you safe & sound. I love you more each month that passes and feel the need of you and your beauty.
I wish I could see you and kiss your sweet face. Do not grieve for me too much.
I am a spirit confident of my rights. Death is only an incident and not the most important
which happens to us in this state of being.
On the whole, especially since I met you my darling one,
I have been happy and you have taught me how noble a woman's heart can be.

With fondest love,
Your Husband.