Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. – George Eliot
We hand folks over to Gods mercy, and show none ourselves. – George Eliot
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. – George Eliot
We hand folks over to Gods mercy, and show none ourselves. – George Eliot
There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds — not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but — a hatred of all injury. – George Eliot
More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us. – George Eliot