Did Satisfy Myself Mighty Fair

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; No Temper Of Mind Or Condition Of Health Exempt From Present Anguish; Nor, Lastly, Distinction Of Quality, Renders Either Improper, Untimely, Or Unentertaining.

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 It.

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.

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 Perceiving Your Physical Appearance. But 'what A Man's Mind Is, That Is What He Is' Not That Individual Human Shape That We Identify Through Our Senses.

Poorpeoplestaying Intheir Houses Aslong Astill Thevery Fire Touched Them, And Then Running Into Boats Or Clambering From One Pair Of Stair By The Waterside To Another. And Among Other Things, The Poor Pigeons I Perceive Were Loath To Leave Their Houses, But Hovered About The Windows And Balconies Till They Were Some Of Them Burned, Their Wings, And Fell Down.