There si nothing upon the face of the earth so insipid as a medium. Give me love or hate! A friend that will go to jail for me, or an enemy that will run me through the body!
Fanny BurneyO, we all acknowledge our faults, now; 'tis the mode of the day: but the acknowledgment passes for current payment; and therefore we never amend them.
Fanny BurneyTo save the mind from preying inwardly upon itself, it must be encouraged to some outward pursuit.
Fanny Burney