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All Our Discontents About What We Want Appeared To Spring From The Want Of Thankfulness For What We Have.

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Whatever Party Of Men Obtain The Reins Of Management, And Have Power To Name The Person Who Shall License The Press, That Party Of Men Have The Whole Power Of Keeping The World In Ignorance, In All Matters Relating To Religion Or Policy, Since The Writers Of That Party Shall Have Full Liberty To Impose Their Notions Upon The World.

Pleasure Is A Thief To Business.

Wit, Like The Belly, If It Be Not Fed, Will Starve The Members, And Distract The Head.

Justice Is Always Violence To The Party Offending, For Every Man Is Innocent In His Own Eyes.

Expect Nothing And You'll Always Be Surprised

I Hear Much Of People's Calling Out To Punish The Guilty, But Very Few Are Concerned To Clear The Innocent.

And I Add This Part Here, To Hint To Whoever Shall Read It, That Whenever They Come To A True Sense Of Things, They Will Find Deliverance From Sin A Much Greater Blessing Than Deliverance From Affliction.

Avery Fine City; The Four Principal Streets Are The Fairest For Breadth, And The Finest Built That I Have Ever Seen In One City Together? In A Word,'tis The Cleanest And Beautifullest, And Best Built City In Britain, London Excepted.

Self-destruction Is The Effect Of Cowardice In The Highest Extreme.

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.

Tis Very Strange Men Should Be So Fond Of Being Wickeder Than They Are.

Redemption From Sin Is Greater Then Redemption From Affliction.

I Saw The Cloud, Though I Did Not Foresee The Storm.

And Of All Plagues With Which Mankind Are Curst, Ecclesiastic Tyranny's The Worst.

Never, Ladies, Marry A Fool. Any Husband Rather Than A Fool. With Some Other Husband You May Be Unhappy, But With A Fool You Will Be Miserable.

Manchester, One Of The Greatest, If Not Really The Greatest Mere Village In England.

In Trouble To Be Troubled, Is To Have Your Trouble Doubled! [people Who Get Upset And Worried At The First Sign Of Misfortune Are Only Making Their Situation Worse And Thereby Doubling Their Troubles. Stay Calm And Happy. Cool And Joyful Heads Are More Likely To Survive And Prevail.]

I Could Not Forbear Getting Up To The Top Of A Little Mountain, And Looking Out To Sea, In Hopes Of Seeing A Ship : Then Fancy That, At A Vast Distance, I Spied A Sail, Please Myself With The Hopes Of It, And, After Looking Steadily, Till I Was Almost Blind, Lose It Quite, And Sit Down And Weep Like A Child, And Thus Increase My Misery By My Folly.

He That Opposes His Own Judgment Against The Consent Of The Times Ought To Be Backed With Unanswerable Truths; And He That Has Truth On His Side Is A Fool As Well As A Coward If He Is Afraid To Own It Because Of Other Men's Opinions.

A Rich Man Is An Honest Man--no Thanks To Him; For He Would Be A Double Knave, To Cheat Mankind When He Had No Need Of It: He Has No Occasion To Press Upon His Integrity, Nor So Much As To Touch Upon The Borders Of Dishonesty.

Though I Don't Like The Crew, I Won't Sink The Ship. In Fact, In Time Of Storm I'll Do My Best To Save It. You See, We Are All In This Craft And Must Sink Or Swim Together.

'tis No Sin To Cheat The Devil.

Now, Said I Aloud, My Dear Father's Words Are Come To Pass: God's Justice Has Overtaken Me, And I Have None To Help Or Hear Me: I Rejected The Voice Of Providence.

In The Course Of Our Lives, The Evil Which In Itself We Seek Most To Shun, And Which, When We Are Fallen Into, Is The Most Dreadful To Us, Is Oftentimes The Very Means Or Door Of Our Deliverance, By Which Alone We Can Be Raised Again From The Affliction We Are Fallen Into.

No Man Of Common Sense Will Value A Woman The Less, For Not Giving Herself Up At The First Attack, Or For Not Accepting His Proposal Without Enquiring Into His Person Or Character; On The Contrary, He Must Think Her The Weakest Of All Creatures In The World, As The Rate Of Men Now Goes; In Short, He Must Have A Very Contemptible Opinion Of Her Capacities, Nay, Even Of Her Understanding, That Having But One Cast For Her Life, Shall Cast That Life Away At Once, And Make Matrimony Like Death, Be A Leap In The Dark.

This Town Of Sheffield Is Very Populous And Large, The Streets Narrow, And The Houses Dark And Black, Occasioned By The Continued Smoke Of The Forges, Which Are Always At Work: Here They Make All Sorts Of Cutlery-ware, But Especially That Of Edged-tools, Knives, Razors, Axes, &. And Nails

It Happen'd One Day About Noon Going Towards My Boat, I Was Exceedingly Surpriz'd With The Print Of A Man's Naked Foot On The Shore.

Wealth, Howsoever Got, In England Makes Lords Of Mechanics, Gentlemen Of Rakes; Antiquity And Birth Are Needless Here; 'tis Impudence And Money Makes A Peer.

He That Is Rich Is Wise.

Wherever God Erects A House Of Prayer The Devil Always Builds A Chapel There; And 't Will Be Found, Upon Examination, The Latter Has The Largest Congregation.

As Covetousness Is The Root Of All Evil, So Poverty Is The Worst Of All Snares.

Thus Fear Of Danger Is Ten Thousand Times More Terrifying Than Danger Itself When Apparent To The Eyes ; And We Find The Burden Of Anxiety Greater, By Much, Than The Evil Which We Are Anxious About.

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

The Dutch Must Be Understood As They Really Are, The Middle Persons In Trade, The Factors And Brokers Of Europe... They Buy To Sell Again, Take In To Send Out Again, And The Greatest Part Of Their Vast Commerce Consists In Being Supply'd From All Parts Of The World, That They May Supply All Th World Again.

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.

Fear Of Danger Is Ten Thousand Times More Terrifying Than Danger Itself.

Abused Prosperity Is Oftentimes Made The Very Means Of Our Greatest Adversity.

No Man Commits Evil For The Sake Of It; Even The Devil Himself Has Some Farther Design In Sinning, Than Barely The Wicked Part Of It.

Why Then Should Women Be Denied The Benefits Of Instruction? If Knowledge And Understanding Had Been Useless Additions To The Sex, God Almighty Would Never Have Given Them Capacities.

Today We Love What Tomorrow We Hate, Today We Seek What Tomorrow We Shun, Today We Desire What Tomorrow We Fear, Nay, Even Tremble At The Apprehensions Of.

Necessity Makes An Honest Man A Knave.

I Smil'd To My Self At The Sight Of This Money, O Drug! Said I Aloud, What Art Thou Good For? Thou Art Not Worth To Me, No Not The Taking Off Of The Ground, One Of Those Knives Is Worth All This Heap, I Have No Manner Of Use For Thee, E'en Remain Where Thou Art, And Go To The Bottom As A Creature Whose Life Is Not Worth Saving. However, Upon Second Thoughts, I Took It Away.

Wit Is The Fruitful Womb Where Thoughts Conceive.

All Men Would Be Tyrants If They Could.

Reason, It Is True, Is Dictator In The Society Of Mankind; From Her There Ought To Lie No Appeal; But Here We Want A Pope In Our Philosophy, To Be The Infallible Judge Of What Is Or Is Not Reason.

I Know Not What To Call This, Nor Will I Urge That It Is A Secret, Overruling Decree, That Hurries Us On To Be The Instruments Of Our Own Destruction, Even Though It Be Before Us, And That We Rush Upon It With Our Eyes Open.

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

For I Cannot Think That God Almighty Ever Made Them [women] So Delicate, So Glorious Creatures; And Furnished Them With Such Charms, So Agreeable And So Delightful To Mankind; With Souls Capable Of The Same Accomplishments With Men: And All, To Be Only Stewards Of Our Houses, Cooks, And Slaves.

I Learned To Look More Upon The Bright Side Of My Condition, And Less Upon The Dark Side, And To Consider What I Enjoyed, Rather Than What I Wanted : And This Gave Me Sometimes Such Secret Comforts, That I Cannot Express Them ; And Which I Take Notice Of Here, To Put Those Discontented People In Mind Of It, Who Cannot Enjoy Comfortably What God Has Given Them, Because They See And Covet Something That He Has Not Given Them. All Our Discontents About What We Want Appeared To Me To Spring From The Want Of Thankfulness For What We Have.

She Is Always Married Too Soon, Who Gets A Bad Husband, And She Is Never Married Too Late, Who Gets A Good One.

Call Upon Me In The Day Of Trouble, And I Will Deliver, And Thou Shalt Glorify Me...wait On The Lord, And Be Of Good Cheer, And He Shall Strengthen Thy Heart; Wait, I Say, On The Lord:' It Is Impossible To Express The Comfort This Gave Me. In Answer, I Thankfully Laid Down The Book, And Was No More Sad, At Least, Not On That Occasion.

All Evils Are To Be Considered With The Good That Is In Them, And With What Worse Attends Them.

This Grieved Me Heartily ; And Now I Saw, Though Too Late, The Folly Of Beginning A Work Before We Count The Cost, And Before We Judge Rightly Of Our Own Strength To Go Through With It.

I Was Born In The Year 1632, In The City Of York, Of A Good Family, Tho' Not Of That Country, My Father Being A Foreigner Of Bremen, Who Settled First At Hull; He Got A Good Estate By Merchandise, And Leaving Off His Trade, Lived Afterward At York, From Whence He Had Married My Mother, Whose Relations Were Named Robinson, A Very Good Family In That Country, And From Whom I Was Called Robinson Kreutznaer; But By The Usual Corruption Of Words In England, We Are Now Called, Nay We Call Ourselves, And Write Our Name Crusoe, And So My Companions Always Call'd Me.

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.

It Is Never Too Late To Be Wise.

So Possible Is It For Us To Roll Ourselves Up In Wickedness, Till We Grow Invulnerable By Conscience; And That Sentinel, Once Dozed, Sleeps Fast, Not To Be Awakened While The Tide Of Pleasure Continues To Flow Or Till Something Dark And Dreadful Brings Us To Ourselves Again.

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

These Reflections Made Me Very Sensible Of The Goodness Of Providence To Me, And Very Thankful For My Present Condition, With All Its Hardships And Misfortunes ; And This Part Also I Cannot But Recommend To The Reflection Of Those Who Are Apt, In Their Misery, To Say, Is Any Affliction Like Mine? Let Them Consider How Much Worse The Cases Of Some People Are, And Their Case Might Have Been, If Providence Had Thought Fit.

He That Is Rich Is Wise, And All Men Learned Poverty Despise.

Business Neglected Is Business Lost.

An Englishman Will Fairly Drink As Much As Will Maintain Two Families Of Dutch.

In Trouble To Be Troubled, Is To Have Your Trouble Doubled.

I Have Often Thought Of It As One Of The Most Barbarous Customs In The World, Considering Us As A Civilized And A Christian Country, That We Deny The Advantages Of Learning To Women.

How Strange A Checker-work Of Providence Is The Life Of Man!

The Height Of Human Wisdom Is To Bring Our Tempers Down To Our Circumstances, And To Make A Calm Within, Under The Weight Of The Greatest Storm Without.

Thus We Never See The True State Of Our Condition Till It Is Illustrated To Us By Its Contraries, Nor Know How To Value What We Enjoy, But By The Want Of It.

As For Women That Do Not Think Their Own Safety Worth Their Thought, That Impatient Of Their Present State, Resolve As They Call It To Take The First Good Christian That Comes; That Runs Into Matrimony, As A Horse Rushes Into Battle; I Can Say Nothing To Them, But This, That They Are A Sort Of Ladies That Are To Be Pray'd For Among The Rest Of Distemper'd People; And To Me They Look Like People That Venture Their Whole Estates In A Lottery Where There Is A Hundred Thousand Blanks To One Prize.

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.

All Our Discontents About What We Want Appeared To Spring From The Want Of Thankfulness For What We Have.

In Their Religion They Are So Uneven, That Each Man Goes His Own Byway To Heaven.

It Is Better To Have A Lion At The Head Of An Army Of Sheep, Than A Sheep At The Head Of An Army Of Lions.

He Look'd A Little Disorder'd, When He Said This, But I Did Not Apprehend Any Thing From It At That Time, Believing As It Us'd To Be Said, That They Who Do Those Things Never Talk Of Them; Or That They Who Talk Of Such Things Never Do Them.

No Shoots, Says Friday, No Yet, Me Shoot Now, Me No Kill; Me Stay, Give You One More Laugh.

I Had Dropped A Good Design, Which I Had Once Bent My Thoughts Upon, And That Was To Try If I Could Not Make Some Of My Barley Into Malt, And Then Try To Brew Myself Some Beer.

Things As Certain As Death And Taxes, Can Be More Firmly Believed.

We Are Very Fond Of Some Families Because They Can Be Traced Beyond The Conquest, Whereas Indeed The Farther Back, The Worse, As Being The Nearer Allied To A Race Of Robbers And Thieves.

Not The Man In The Moon, Not The Groaning-board, Not The Speaking Of Friar Bacon's Brazen- Head, Not The Inspiration Of Mother Shipton, Or The Miracles Of Dr. Faustus, Things As Certain As Death And Taxes, Can Be More Firmly Believed.

What Are The Sorrows Of Other Men To Us, And What Their Joy?

It Is Men Of Desperate Fortunes On The One Hand, Or Of Aspiring, Superior Fortunes On The Other, Who Go Abroad Upon Adventures, To Rise By Enterprise, And Make Themselves Famous In Undertakings Of A Nature Out Of The Common Road.

I Am Giving An Account Of What Was, Not Of What Ought Or Ought Not To Be.

Pride, The First Peer And President Of Hell.

Alas The Church Of England! What With Popery On One Hand, And Schismatics On The Other, How Has She Been Crucified Between Two Thieves!

It Put Me Upon Reflecting How Little Repining There Would Be Among Mankind At Any Condition Of Life, If People Would Rather Compare Their Condition With Those That Were Worse, In Order To Be Thankful, Than Be Always Comparing Them With Those Which Are Better, To Assist Their Murmurings And Complaining.

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.

All The Good Things Of The World Are No Further Good To Us Than As They Are Of Use; And Of All We May Heap Up We Enjoy Only As Much As We Can Use, And No More.

The Soul Is Placed In The Body Like A Rough Diamond, And Must Be Polished, Or The Luster Of It Will Never Appear.

Vice Came In Always At The Door Of Necessity, Not At The Door Of Inclination.

And Which I Take Notice Of Here, To Put Those Discontented People In Mind Of It, Who Cannot Enjoy Comfortably What God Has Given Them, Because They See And Covet Something That He Has Not Given Them. All Our Discontents About What We Want Appeared To Me To Spring From The Want Of Thankfulness For What We Have.

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

For Sudden Joys, Like Griefs, Confound At First.

Great Families Of Yesterday We Show, And Lords, Whose Parents Were The Lord Knows Who.

[the Devil's] Laws Are Easy, And His Gentle Sway, Makes It Exceeding Pleasant To Obey .

Law Is But A Heathen Word For Power.

Nature Has Left This Tincture In The Blood, That All Men Would Be Tyrants If They Could.

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