I Fancy Mankind May Come, In Time,

That Favorite Subject, Myself.

I Went To My Father's At Night. He Spoke Of Poor John [boswell's Brother] With Disgust. I Was Shocked And Said, "he's Your Son, And God Made Him." He Answered Very Harshly, "if My Sons Are Idiots, Can I Help It?

My Father Had Declared A Predilection For Heirs General, That Is, Males And Females Indiscriminately.... I, On The Other Hand, Had A Zealous Partiality For Heirs Male, However Remote.

Writing A Book I Have Found To Be Like Building A House. A Man Forms A Plan, And Collects Materials.

I Find I Journalize Too Tediously. Let Me Try To Abbreviate.