Woodrow Wilson and Edith Bolling Galt Wilson
September 19, 1915
My noble, incomparable Edith,
I do not know how to express or analyze the conflicting emotions that have surged like a storm through my heart all night long. I
only know that first and foremost in all my thoughts has been the glorious confirmation you gave me last night - without effort,
unconsciously, as of course - of all I have ever thought of your mind and heart.
You have the greatest soul, the noblest nature, the sweetest, most loving heart I have ever known, and my love, my reverence, my
admiration for you, you have increased in one evening as I should have thought only a lifetime of intimate, loving association could
have increased them.
You are more wonderful and lovely in my eyes than you ever were before; and my pride and joy and gratitude that you should love me
with such a perfect love are beyond all expression, except in some great poem which I cannot write.
October 3, 1915
My precious Darling,
The more we are together the more I love you, the more I need to have you always with me, and the more inadequate written words become to speak my heart to you -- the more impatient I grow of the pen, the more eager to whisper the love that floods my heart into my Darling's lips as I hold her close in my arms. And yet the more necessary does it become to relieve my heart with some message of love, even if it be only written.
Please go to ride with us this evening, precious little girl, so that I can whisper something in your ear -- something of my happiness and love, and accept this, in the meantime, as a piece out of my very heart, which is all yours but cannot be sent as I wish to send it by letter. It has to be presented in person. I cannot express in written words, either, the happiness you gave me last night. How unspeakably lovely and delightful you are, and how altogether satisfying -- and how empty and lonely the house is without you. You carry away its light and its home-likeness whenever you leave it. It seems to yearn for you as I do. I love, love, love you.