To Save The Mind From Preying Inwardly

O, We All Acknowledge Our Faults, Now; 'tis The Mode Of The Day: But The Acknowledgment Passes For Current Payment; And Therefore We Never Amend Them.

Never Shall I Recollect The Occasion He Gave Me Of Displeasure, Without Feeling It Renewed.

To Whom, Then, Must I Dedicate My Wonderful, Surprising And Interesting Adventures? To Whom Dare I Reveal My Private Opinion Of My Nearest Relations? The Secret Thoughts Of My Dearest Friends? My Own Hopes, Fears, Reflections And Dislikes? Nobody!

Nothing Is So Delicate As The Reputation Of A Woman; It Is At Once The Most Beautiful And Most Brittle Of All Human Things.

To Have Some Account Of My Thoughts, Manners, Acquaintance And Actions, When The Hour Arrives In Which Time Is More Nimble Than Memory, Is The Reason Which Induces Me To Keep A Journal: A Journal In Which I Must Confess My Every Thought, Must Open My Whole Heart!