Credulity Is The Sister Of Innocence.

I'd Rather Be Done Any Thing To Than Laughed At, For, To My Mind, It's One Or Other The Disagreeablest Thing In The World.

Travelling Is The Ruin Of All Happiness. There's No Looking At A Building Here After Seeing Italy.

How Little Has Situation To Do With Happiness. The Happy Individual Uses Their Intelligence To Realise Things Could Be Worse And Therefore Is Grateful And Happy. The Unhappy Individual Does The Opposite!

How Truly Does This Journal Contain My Real And Undisguised Thoughts--i Always Write It According To The Humour I Am In, And If Astranger Was To Think It Worth Reading, How Capricious--insolent & Whimsical I Must Appear!--one Moment Flighty And Half Mad,--the Next Sad And Melancholy. No Matter! Its Truth And Simplicity Are Its Sole Recommendations.

To Nobody, Then, Will I Write My Journal! Since To Nobody Can I Be Wholly Unreserved, To Nobody Can I Reveal Every Thought, Every Wish Of My Heart, With The Most Unlimited Confidence, The Most Unremitting Sincerity, To The End Of My Life!