Blows are sarcasms turned stupid. – George Eliot
We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment. – George Eliot
Blows are sarcasms turned stupid. – George Eliot
We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment. – George Eliot
Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them. – George Eliot
Little children are still the symbol of the eternal marriage between love and duty. – George Eliot