WIST

There is 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!

Frances Burney (1752-1840) English novelist, diarist, playwright [Fanny Burney, Madame d’Arblay]
Camilla, Book 3, ch. 12 (1796)

It’s a delightful thing to think of perfection; but it’s vastly more amusing to talk of errors and absurdities.

Frances Burney (1752-1840) English novelist, diarist, playwright [Fanny Burney, Madame d’Arblay]
Camilla, Book 3, ch. 12 (1796)

Vice is detestable; I banish all its appearances from my coteries; and I would banish its reality, too, were I sure I should then have any thing but empty chairs in my drawing-room.

Frances Burney (1752-1840) English novelist, diarist, playwright [Fanny Burney, Madame d’Arblay]
Camilla, Book 5, ch. 6 (1796)