"I have been ill and well, quick and sorry, and glad, and coming, going and staying, like the rest of mankind, without gaining a step towards improvement except in languages, and even there my head is but a Babel of bad sounds."
"Though I neither know where you are or how you are, I write at a venture by way of Zante, as I have already done many times, indeed so often that I can’t afford you more than this present sheet –..."
"I am this moment come out of the Turkish Bath, which is an immense luxury to me, though I am afraid it would not suit you at all, their being a great deal of rubbing, sweating, & washing (your aversion)..."
"I wrote to you to apprise Mr. Hanson (as I have done in a letter, but wish you to repeat my refusal) that I will not sell Newstead according to his suggestion."
"I have in my former sheets told you where I have been and what I have been doing, or rather not doing, for my life has, with the exception of a very few moments, never been anything but a yawn."
"Your last 2 letters of 1810 I have just received, they find me on my way homewards, in the beginning of June I sail in the Volage frigate with French prizes and other English ships of war in all I believe 6 or 7 frigates. – – –"