After All, I Long To Be In

The Worse My Drawings Were, The More Beautiful Did The Originals Appear.

To Have Been Torn From The Study Would Have Been As Death; My Time Was Entirely Occupied With Art.

The Fact Is I Am Growing Old Too Fast, Alas! I Feel It, And Yet Work I Will, And May God Grant Me Life To See The Last Plate Of My Mammoth Work Finished.

Thank God It Has Rained All Day. I Say Thank God, Though Rain Is No Rarity, Because It Is The Duty Of Every Man To Be Thankful For Whatever Happens By The Will Of The Omnipotent Creator; Yet It Was Not So Agreeable To Any Of My Party As A Fine Day Would Have Been.

I Never For A Day Gave Up Listening To The Songs Of Our Birds, Or Watching Their Peculiar Habits, Or Delineating Them In The Best Way I Could.