For Sudden Joys, Like Griefs, Confound At

He That Opposes His Own Judgment Against The Current Of The Times, Ought To Be Back'd With Unanswerable Truths; And He That Has That Truth On His Side, Is A Fool, As Well As A Coward, If He Is Afraid To Own It, Because Of The Currency Or Multitude Of Other Mens Opinions.

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.

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.

Actions Receive Their Tincture From The Times, And As They Change Are Virtues Made Or Crimes

The Best Of Men Cannot Suspend Their Fate; The Good Die Early, And The Bad Die Late.