Before I went to bed, I sat up till 2 a-clock in my chamber, reading of Mr. Hooke's Microscopical Observations, the most ingenious book that I ever r….

I know not how to abstain from reading..

The truth is, I do indulge myself a little the more in pleasure, knowing that this is the proper age of my life to do it; and, out of my observation ….

And it is a wonder what will be the fashion after the plagueisdoneastoperiwigs, fornobody will daretobuy any haire for fear of the infectionthat it h….

But Lord! To see the absurd nature of Englishmen that cannot forbear laughing and jeering at everything that looks strange..

As happy a man as any in the world, for the whole world seems to smile upon me!.

Thanks be to God, since my leaving drinking of wine, I do find myself much better, and do mind my business better, and do spend less money, and less ….

I find my wife hath something in her gizzard, that only waits an opportunity of being provoked to bring up; but I will not, for my content-sake, give….

He that will not stoop for a pin will never be worth a pound..

Strange to see how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody..

It having been a very cold night last night I had got some cold, and so in pain by wind, and a sure precursor of pain is sudden letting off farts, an….

Mighty proud I am that I am able to have a spare bed for my friends..

I went out to Charing Cross to see Major General Harrison hanged, drawn, and quartered; which was done there, he looking as cheerful as any man could….

At the Royall Oake Taverne, I drank a sort of French wine called Ho Bryan, that hath a good and most particular taste that I never met with..

Strange to say what delight we married people have to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition..

My wife, who, poor wretch, is troubled with her lonely life..

I see it is impossible for the King to have things done as cheap as other men..

Poorpeoplestaying intheir houses aslong astill thevery fire touched them, and then running into boats or clambering from one pair of stair by the wat….

Music [is] a science peculiarly productive of a pleasure that no state of life, publick or private, secular or sacred; no difference of age or season….

Fight the good fight; and always call to mind that it is not you who are mortal, but this body of ours. For your true being is not discerned by perce….

But it is pretty to see what money will do..