3644. HAPPINESS, Mature.—
The motion
of my blood no longer keeps time with
the tumult of the world. It leads me to seek
for happiness in the lap and love of my
family, in the society of my neighbors and
my books, in the wholesome occupations of
my farm and my affairs, in an interest or
affection in every bud that opens, in every
breath that blows around me, in an entire
freedom of rest, of motion, of thought, owing
account to myself alone of my hours and
actions.—
To James Madison. Washington ed. iii, 578.
Ford ed., vi, 291.
(June. 1793)
