I could counterfeit myself to be I could have answered, but forbore I have a good mind to have the maidenhead of this girl I know not how in the world to abstain from reading I fear that it must be as it can, and not as I would I to bed even by daylight I had six noble dishes for them, dressed by a man-cook I away with great content, my mind being troubled before I am not a man able to go through trouble, as other men I find her painted, which makes me loathe her (cosmetics) I did get her hand to me under my cloak I perceive no passion in a woman can be lasting long I having now seen a play every day this week I was very angry, and resolve to beat him to-morrow I know not yet what that is, and am ashamed to ask I had agreed with Jane Welsh, but she came not, which vexed me I do not like his being angry and in debt both together to me I will not by any over submission make myself cheap I slept soundly all the sermon I slept most of the sermon I do not find other people so willing to do business as myself I know I have made myself an immortal enemy by it I and she never were so heartily angry in our lives as to-day I calling her beggar, and she me pricklouse, which vexed me I love the treason I hate the traitor I would not enquire into anything, but let her talk I kissed the bride in bed, and so the curtaines drawne I went to the cook’s and got a good joint of meat I have promised, but know not when I shall perform I know not how their fortunes may agree I met a dead corps of the plague, in the narrow ally I am a foole to be troubled at it, since I cannot helpe it I was exceeding free in dallying with her, and she not unfree I was a great Roundhead when I was a boy I was angry with her, which I was troubled for I pray God to make me able to pay for it.  I took a broom and basted her till she cried extremely I was demanded L100, for the fee of the office at 6d. a pound I never designed to be a witness against any man I fear is not so good as she should be If the word Inquisition be but mentioned If the exportations exceed importations If it should come in print my name maybe at it Ill from my late cutting my hair so close to my head Ill all this day by reason of the last night’s debauch Ill sign when we are once to come to study how to excuse Ill humour to be so against that which all the world cries up Ill-bred woman, would take exceptions at anything any body said In my nature am mighty unready to answer no to anything In men’s clothes, and had the best legs that ever I saw In some churches there was hardly ten people in the whole church In our graves (as Shakespeere resembles it) we could dream In discourse he seems to be wise and say little In perpetual trouble and vexation that need it least In comes Mr. North very sea-sick from shore In a hackney and full of people, was ashamed to be seen In my dining-room she was doing something upon the pott In opposition to France, had made us throw off their fashion Inconvenience that do attend the increase of a man’s fortune Inoffensive