I did this night promise my wife never to go to bed without calling upon God, upon my knees, in prayer.

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 in that condition.

However, music and women I cannot but give way to, whatever my business is.

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

The best of a bad bargain.

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 time lost in idle company.

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, and when that stops, then my passages stop and my pain begins