- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
Princeton, NJ - 17 January 1772
To see you shine as a speaker would give great pleasure to your friends in general, and to me in particular. I say nothing of your own honour.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
Princeton, NJ - 26 October 1772
I always drive through Elizabethtown as quickly as possible, lest the soft infection should steal upon me, or I should take it in with the very air I breathe.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
New Brunswick, NJ - 22 April 1776
I was in expectation of hearing frequently from you, and, to tell the truth, was not a little mortified that I was passed over in silence. Why, Burr, all this negligence?
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
The Hermitage, NJ - 27 January 1779
The intelligence gives me real pleasure, and the more so, because, until Mrs. Prevost told me, I had no idea of your disorder being so rooted and dangerous.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
The Ponds, NJ - 18 March 1779
I am married, Burr, and happy. May you be equally so. I cannot form a higher or a better wish.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
Morristown, NJ - 29 September 1779
I was for a time in expectation that you would return into Jersey, as the scene of military operations was directed to your part of the world, and would unavoidably drive you from your study and repose.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
Rariton, NJ - 14 April 1780
Peace is distant. There is no prospect of it in the present year. Nor do I think that Britain will come to terms while she fancies herself superior on the ocean.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
Morristown, NJ - 27 August 1780
I have always been fond of solitude, and, as it were, of stealing along through life. I am now sufficiently fond of domestic life. I have every reason to be so.
- William Paterson letter to Aaron Burr.
Morristown, NJ - 31 August 1780
Business fairly bears me down. The truth is, that I am tired of writing, tired of reading, tired of bustling in a crowd, and, by fits, heartily tired of myself.
