He May Live In My Memory As

General Benevolence, But Not General Friendship, Made A Man What He Ought To Be.

It Is Very Often Nothing But Our Own Vanity That Deceives Us.

Never Could I Expect To Be So Truly Beloved And Important; So Always First And Always Right In Any Man's Eyes As I Am In My Father's.

But There Was Happiness Elsewhere Which No Description Can Reach.

Lovely & Too Charming Fair One, Notwithstanding Your Forbidding Squint, Your Greazy Tresses & Your Swelling Back, Which Are More Frightful Than Imagination Can Paint Or Pen Describe, I Cannot Refrain From Expressing My Raptures, At The Engaging Qualities Of Your Mind, Which So Amply Atone For The Horror, With Which Your First Appearance Must Ever Inspire The Unwary Visitor.