"i Fear Your Kind And Open Communication,

There Is A Wisdom Of The Head, And A Wisdom Of The Heart.

I Made A Compact With Myself That In My Person Literature Should Stand By Itself, Of Itself, And For Itself.

Her Heart-is Given Him, With All Its Love And Truth. She Would Joyfully Die With Him, Or, Better Than That, Die For Him. She Knows He Has Failings, But She Thinks They Have Grown Up Through His Being Like One Cast Away, For The Want Of Something To Trust In, And Care For, And Think Well Of.

All I Would Say Is, That I Can Go Abroad Without Your Family Coming Forward To Favour Me, - In Short, With A Parting Shove Of Their Cold Shoulders; And That, Upon The Whole, I Would Rather Leave England With Such Impetus As I Possess, Than Derive Any Acceleration Of It From That Quarter.

An Idea, Like A Ghost, Must Be Spoken To A Little Before It Will Explain Itself.