"Heaven has submitted our being to to some unkind laws. When those charming moments were present which i passed with you, they were clouded with the prospect that i was soon to lose you: and now, when i pass the same moments in review, i recollect nothing but the agreeable passages, and they fill me with regret. Thus, present joys are damped by a consciousness that they are passing from us; and past ones are only the subject of sorrow and regret."
- To Maria Cosway, Paris, France. November 29, 1786.