Blows are sarcasms turned stupid. – George Eliot
Iteration, like friction, is likely to generate heat instead of progress. – George Eliot

Blows are sarcasms turned stupid. – George Eliot
Iteration, like friction, is likely to generate heat instead of progress. – George Eliot
How lovely the little river is, with its dark changing wavelets! It seems to me like a living companion while I wander along the bank, and listen to its low, placid voice… – George Eliot
What greater thing is there for human souls than to feel that they are joined for life — to be with each other in silent unspeakable memories. – George Eliot