Fanny Burney
Fanny Burney
Frances Burney, also known as Fanny Burney and after her marriage as Madame d'Arblay, was an English novelist, diarist and playwright. She was born in Lynn Regis, now King's Lynn, England, on 13 June 1752, to musical historian Dr. Charles Burneyand Esther Sleepe Burney. The third of six children, she was self-educated and began writing what she called her "scribblings" at the age of ten. In 1793, aged 41, she married a French exile, General Alexandre D'Arblay. Their only son,...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth13 June 1752
Those who wander in the world avowedly and purposely in pursuit of happiness, who view every scene of present joy with an eye to what may succeed, certainly are more liable to disappointment, misfortune and unhappiness, than those who give up their fate to chance and take the goods and evils of fortune as they come, without making happiness their study, or misery their foresight.
When young people are too rigidly sequestered from [the world], their lively and romantic imaginations paint it to them as a paradise of which they have been beguiled; but when they are shown it properly, and in due time, they see it such as it really is, equally shared by pain and pleasure, hope and disappointment.
Indeed, the freedom with which Dr Johnson condemns whatever he disapproves is astonishing.
. . . Imagination took the reins, and Reason, slow-paced, though sure-footed, was unequal to a race with so eccentric and flighty a companion.
There is no looking at a building here after seeing Italy.
In the bosom of her respectable family resided Camilla.
I cannot sleep - great joy is as restless as great sorrow.
Traveling is the ruin of all happiness! There's no looking at a building after seeing Italy.
it has been long and justly remarked, that folly has ever sought alliance with beauty.
To a heart formed for friendship and affection the charms of solitude are very short-lived.
Concealment is the foe of tranquility.
... it's vastly more irksome to give up one's own way, than to hear a few impertinent remarks.
You must not sneeze. If you have a vehement cold you must take no notice of it; if your nose membranes feel a great irritation you must hold your breath; if a sneeze still insists upon making its way you must oppose it keeping your teeth grinding together; if the violence of the pulse breaks some blood-vessel you must break the blood-vessel -- but not sneeze.
... there's nothing but quarreling with the women; it's my belief they like it better than victuals and drink.