The desire of life and health is implanted in man's nature;- the love of liberty and enlargement is a sister-passion to it - Laurence Sterne

That grave people hate love for the name’s sake;—</br>That selfish people hate it for their own;—</br>Hypocrites for heaven’s;—

And what of this new book the whole world makes such a rout about? — Oh ! 'tis out of all plumb, my lord, — quite an irregular thing!

Time wastes too fast… the days and hours of it… are flying over our heads like little clouds on a windy day, never to return more – everything presses on – whilst thou art twisting the lock, - see! it grows grey… and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, and every absence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal separation which we are shortly to make!