Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are. – George Eliot
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love. – George Eliot
Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are. – George Eliot
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love. – George Eliot
Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the uncertain process of letter-writing. – George Eliot
But most of us are apt to settle within ourselves that the man who blocks our way is odious, and not to mind causing him a little of the disgust which his personality excites in ourselves. – George Eliot