Grant Us Peace, Almighty Father, So To

Marry Me. Marry Me, My Wonderful, Darling Friend.

Expect A Most Agreeable Letter; For Not Being Overburdened With Subject (having Nothing At All To Say) I Shall Have No Check To My Genius From Beginning To End.

Perhaps It Is Our Imperfections That Make Us So Perfect For One Another.

I Have Not A Doubt Of Your Doing Very Well Together. Your Tempers Are By No Means Unlike. You Are Each Of You So Complying, That Nothing Will Ever Be Resolved On; So Easy, That Every Servant Will Cheat You; And So Generous, That You Will Always Exceed Your Income.

How Can I Dispose Of Myself With It?