We Are Very Fond Of Some Families

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.

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.

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.

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.

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