Quotes and Images From The Diary of Samuel Pepys   By: Samuel Pepys (1633-1703)

THE DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS

By Samuel Pepys

20s. in money, and what wine she needed, for the burying him

A good handsome wench I kissed, the first that I have seen

A fair salute on horseback, in Rochester streets, of the lady

A most conceited fellow and not over much in him

A conceited man, but of no Logique in his head at all

A pretty man, I would be content to break a commandment with him

A lady spit backward upon me by a mistake

A play not very good, though commended much

A cat will be a cat still

A book the Bishops will not let be printed again

A most tedious, unreasonable, and impertinent sermon

About two o'clock, too late and too soon to go home to bed

Academy was dissolved by order of the Pope

Act of Council passed, to put out all Papists in office

Advantage a man of the law hath over all other people

Afeard of being louzy

After taking leave of my wife, which we could hardly do kindly

After awhile I caressed her and parted seeming friends

After many protestings by degrees I did arrive at what I would

After oysters, at first course, a hash of rabbits, a lamb

After a harsh word or two my wife and I good friends

All ended in love

All made much worse in their report among people than they are

All the fleas came to him and not to me

All divided that were bred so long at school together

All may see how slippery places all courtiers stand in

All things to be managed with faction

All the towne almost going out of towne (Plague panic)

Ambassador that he is an honest man sent to lie abroad

Among many lazy people that the diligent man becomes necessary

An exceeding pretty lass, and right for the sport

An offer of L500 for a Baronet's dignity

And for his beef, says he, "Look how fat it is"

And if ever I fall on it again, I deserve to be undone

And a deal of do of which I am weary

And they did lay pigeons to his feet

And there, did what I would with her

And so to sleep till the morning, but was bit cruelly

And so to bed and there entertained her with great content

And feeling for a chamber pott, there was none

And with the great men in curing of their claps

And so by coach, though hard to get it, being rainy, home

Angry, and so continued till bed, and did not sleep friends

Aptness I have to be troubled at any thing that crosses me

Archbishop is a wencher, and known to be so

As much his friend as his interest will let him

As very a gossip speaking of her neighbours as any body

As all other women, cry, and yet talk of other things

As he called it, the King's seventeenth whore abroad

As all things else did not come up to my expectations

Asleep, while the wench sat mending my breeches by my bedside

At least 12 or 14,000 people in the street (to see the hanging)

At a loss whether it will be better for me to have him die

Badge of slavery upon the whole people (taxes)

Baker's house in Pudding Lane, where the late great fire begun

Baseness and looseness of the Court

Bath at the top of his house

Beare garden

Because I would not be over sure of any thing

Before I sent my boy out with them, I beat him for a lie

Begun to smell, and so I caused it to be set forth (corpse)

Being there, and seeming to do something, while we do not

Being cleansed of lice this day by my wife

Being very poor and mean as to the bearing with trouble

Being taken with a Psalmbook or Testament

Below what people think these great people say and do

Best fence against the Parliament's present fury is delay

Better now than never

Bewailing the vanity and disorders of the age

Bite at the stone, and not at the hand that flings it

Bleeding behind by leeches will cure him

Bold to deliver what he thinks on every occasion