Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them. – George Eliot
No story is the same to us after a lapse of time or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters. – George Eliot
Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them. – George Eliot
No story is the same to us after a lapse of time or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters. – George Eliot
There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism. – George Eliot
Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. – George Eliot