Adam Sedgwick, letter to his niece Fanny Hicks (May 2, 1842), in John Willis Clark and Thomas McKenny Hughes, The Life and Letters of the Reverend Adam Sedgwick
, Vol. II (Cambridge: At the University Press, 1890), p. 42:
And, do you know, I am so sour-faced and ill-tempered, and abominably cross, and so hate myself, that I do not think you would now, if you saw me, give me one corner of your heart, or a single kiss. You might just as well kiss an old decayed thistle, which would leave its prickles sticking to your lips. Is not this a sorry account to give of myself? But alas! it is not more sorry than true.