Retirement accords with the tone of my mind; I will not descend to a world I despise.
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.
What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where the climate's sultry.
For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.
Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.