"I am so hackneyed to the touches of the painter's pencil, that I am now altogether at their beck, and sit like patience on a monument whilst they are delineating the lines of my face. It is a proof am…"

"Dear Tench: We have had various conjectures about you. Some thought you were dead, others that you were married."

"Why, write to her to add another leaf to the book of sufferings."

"The path of my future life is now marked out. I shall retire to my farm, and never cease to pray for the prosperity of my country."

"unless someone pops in unexpectedly-Mrs. Washington and myself will do what I believe has not been done within the last twenty years by us, that is to sit down to dinner by ourselves."