| Letter | Sender | Source |
| Dear Niece, Here is yet another Fossil to add to those in my nursery. This is the little daughter of a dancer. | |
| I must tell you about my marvellous adventures. The innkeeper wanted to send me to jail, when, suddenly the whole of this damned town took me for a Government Inspector! | |
| Mother dear, do send me a cake, and put plenty of citron in. | |
| Sir, I call you a liar, a lecher, a slanderer in the press and a thief of my honour. I wait upon your arrangements for giving me satisfaction as a man and a poet. | |
| I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it. | |
| Madam, I beg to acknowledge the receipt of your letter, inquiring whether my daughter, Anne, was placed under medical superintendence with my knowledge and approval. | |
| My dearest Sally, if you are reading this, the worst has happened, and I am dead. This money, darling, is for you. It is exactly to the penny the sum I put into Lockhart and Selby. | |
| I want you. I trust you. I am coming to you. | |
| Give them all my dear love and a kiss. Tell them I think of them by day, pray for them by night, and find my best comfort in their affection at all times. | |
| Dear Niece, so you are after your rights at last. I have expected to hear from Robert Poste's child these twenty years. | |
| They met me in the day of success and I have learned by the perfect'st report, they have more in them than mortal knowledge. | |
| I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. | |