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.

I went home and took my wife and went to my Cosen Tho. Pepys's and found them just sat down to dinner, which was very good; only the venison pasty was palpable beef, which was not handsome.

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

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

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

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

The best of a bad bargain.