FROM THE PAGES OF MOLL FLANDERS
It is enough to tell you, that as some of my worst comrades, who are out of the way of doing me harm (having gone out of the world by the steps and the string, as I often expected to go), knew me by the name of Moll Flanders, so you may give me leave to go under that name till I dare own who I have been, as well as who I am.
(page 11)
 
I had with all these the common vanity of my sex, viz., that being really taken for very handsome, or, if you please, for a great beauty, I very well knew it, and had as good an opinion of myself as anybody else could have of me; and particularly I loved to hear anybody speak of it, which happened often, and was a great satisfaction to me.
(page 21)
 
So naturally do men give up honour and justice, and even Christianity, to secure themselves.
(page 54)
 
Vanity is the perfection of a fop.
(page 58)
 
Nothing but want of courage for such an indifferency makes our sex so cheap, and prepares them to be ill used as they are; would they venture the loss of a pretending fop now and then, who carries it high upon the point of his own merit, they would certainly be slighted less and courted more.
(page 75)
 
He often repeated the same moderation, and I frequently lay with him, and although all the familiarities of man and wife were common to us, yet he never once offered to go any further, and he valued himself much upon it. I do not say that I was so wholly pleased with it as he thought I was, for I own I was much wickeder than he.
(page 105)
 
It might be expected that I should give some account of the nature of the wicked practices of this woman, in whose hands I was now fallen; but it would be but too much encouragement to the vice, to let the world see what easy measures were here taken to rid the women’s burthen of a child clandestinely gotten.
(page 152)
 
I often reflected how my lover at the Bath, struck by the hand of God, repented and abandoned me, and refused to see me any more, though he loved me to an extreme; but I, prompted by that worst of devils, poverty, returned to the vile practice, and made the advantage of what they call a handsome face to be the relief to my necessities, and beauty be a pimp to vice.
(page 170)
 
Though by this job I was become considerably richer than before, yet the resolution I had formerly taken of leaving off this horrid trade when I had gotten a little more, did not return, but I must still get more; and the avarice had such success, that I had no more thoughts of coming to a timely alteration of life, though without it I could expect no safety, no tranquility in the possession of what I had gained; a little more, and a little more, was the case still. (page 190)
 
“The story has not so much laughing-room in it as you imagine.”
(page 227)
 
I had £700 by me in money, besides clothes, rings, some plate, and two gold watches, and all of them stolen.
(page 231)
 
I grew more hardened and audacious than ever, and the success I had made my name as famous as any thief of my sort ever had been.
(page 239)
 
How hell should become by degrees so natural, and not only tolerable, but even agreeable, is a thing unintelligible but by those who have experienced it, as I have.
(page 251)