I know not how to abstain from reading.

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.

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.

But me thought it lessened my esteem of a king, that he should not be able to command the rain.

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.

Now public business takes up so much of my time that I must get time a Sundays or a nights to look after my own matters.

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