To Nobody, then, will I write my Journal! since to Nobody can I be wholly unreserved, to Nobody can I reveal every thought, every wish of my heart, with the most unlimited confidence, the most unremitting sincerity, to the end of my life!
Fanny BurneyTo save the mind from preying inwardly upon itself, it must be encouraged to some outward pursuit.
Fanny BurneyTravelling is the ruin of all happiness. There's no looking at a building here after seeing Italy.
Fanny BurneyI love and honour [Paulus Aemilius, in Plutarch's Lives], for his fondness for his children, which instead of blushing at, he avows and glories in: and that at an age, when almost all the heros and great men thought that to make their children and family a secondary concern, was the first proof of their superiority and greatness of soul.
Fanny Burney