“ To sit down so often with nothing to say,-to say something so often, almost without consciousness of saying and without any remembrance or having said,-is a power of which I will not violate my modest… Michael Kelahan
“ Oh! my dearest love, why are our pleasures so short and so interrupted? How long is this to last?Know you, my best Mary, that I feel myself, in your absence, almost degraded to the level of the vulgar… Michael Kelahan
“ ...your soul can never be long going to the fixed stars, where I intend to settle; or else you may find me in the milky way. Michael Kelahan
“ ...you have not only a very large portion of my affection and esteem, but all that I am capable of feeling... Michael Kelahan
“ In a man's letters, you know, madam, his soul lies naked. His letters are only the mirror of his heart. Whatever passes within him is there shown undisguised in its natural progress; nothing is invent… Michael Kelahan
