Friends Are Good,--good, If Well Chosen.

As I Had Once Done Thus In My Breaking Away From My Parents, So I Could Not Be Content Now, But I Must Go And Leave The Happy View I Had Of Being A Rich And Thriving Man In My New Plantation, Only To Pursue A Rash And Immoderate Desire Of Rising Faster Than The Nature Of The Thing Admitted; And Thus I Cast My Self Down Again Into The Deepest Gulph Of Human Misery That Ever Man Fell Into, Or Perhaps Could Be Consistent With Life And A State Of Health In The World.

I Have Since Often Observed, How Incongruous And Irrational The Common Temper Of Mankind Is, Especially Of Youth ... That They Are Not Ashamed To Sin, And Yet Are Ashamed To Repent; Not Ashamed Of The Action For Which They Ought Justly To Be Esteemed Fools, But Are Ashamed Of The Returning, Which Only Can Make Them Be Esteemed Wise Men.

My True Name Is So Well Known In The Records, Or Registers At Newgate, And In The Old-baily, And There Are Some Things Of Such Consequence Still Depending There, Relating To My Particular Conduct, That It Is Not To Be Expected I Should Set My Name, Or The Account Of My Family To This Work; Perhaps, After My Death It May Be Better Known, At Present It Would Not Be Proper, No, Not Tho' A General Pardon Should Be Issued, Even Without Exceptions And Reserve Of Persons Or Crimes.

A Woman Well Bred And Well Taught, Furnished With The Additional Accomplishments Of Knowledge And Behaviour, Is A Creature Without Comparison. Her Society Is The Emblem Of Sublimer Enjoyments, Her Person Is Angelic, And Her Conversation Heavenly. She Is All Softness And Sweetness, Peace, Love, Wit, And Delight. She Is Every Way Suitable To The Sublimest Wish, And The Man That Has Such A One To His Portion, Has Nothing To Do But To Rejoice In Her, And Be Thankful.

I Had Been Tricked Once By That Cheat Called Love, But The Game Was Over.