Letters and Personal Notes Posthumously Published
- Letters From Prison
- Correspondance inédite du Marquis de Sade, de ses proches et de ses familiers, publiée avec une introduction, des annales et des notes par Paul Bourdin (1929)
- L'Aigle, Mademoiselle..., Lettres publiées pour la première fois sur les manuscrits autographes inédits avec une Préface et un Commentaire par Gilbert Lely (1949)
- Le Carillon de Vincennes. Lettres inédites publiées avec des notes par Gilbert Lely (1953)
- Cahiers personnels (1803–1804). Publiés pour la première fois sur les manuscrits autographes inédits avec une préface et des notes par Gilbert Lely (1953)
- Monsieur le 6. Lettres inédites (1778–1784) publiées et annotées par Georges Daumas. Préface de Gilbert Lely (1954)
- Cent onze Notes pour La Nouvelle Justine. Collection "La Terrain vague," no. IV (1956)
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